science fiction
The bridge between imagination and technological advancement, where the dreamer’s vision predicts change, and foreshadows a futuristic reality. Science fiction has the ability to become “science reality”.
Light-Year
“Light-year: It was once assumed just that of a measurement in which how far light had traveled in a year through space, which in fact was that of multiple definitions (polysemous); in which had also defined the age in which one traveled at the speed of light; due to Special relativity; a Time Dilation in which aged a human every light year they had taken at the speed of light.” — Jesse Gray
By Jesse Gray9 years ago in Futurism
Tilted Stage
Dripping down over her skin, the droplets felt cold with the morning sun looming overhead. Her light auburn hair blended with her soft skin, making her feel almost invisible. The distant roar of the crowd made her eyes sparkle with color. She wondered if any of them even knew her name.
By Jimi Alan B9 years ago in Futurism
Best Space Western Sci-Fi Books. Top Story - October 2017.
They are often misconstrued among the oscillating worlds of science fiction, but it's about time the best space western sci-fi books get the recognition they deserve. Don't know what a space western sci-fi is? Well, I'm sure you do, you just don't know it yet.
By George Herman9 years ago in Futurism
SUN GOD(s)
Frankly, the whole thing was an embarrassment to the Captain. She could not help but take this cruel twist of fate rather personally. Her first intergalactic mission for the Semi-Democratic Empire of Friends, after countless exams, oaths, personality assessments and reconditioning, was to end before even getting out of the goddamned solar system.
By Augusta Monet9 years ago in Futurism
ALKAPHIRA: Chapter Three
Dr. Greene winced as a crash rocked the hull. It felt as though they had landed. With eyes still wet from the soul-crushing epiphany of his own lost world, Jim shadowed Ivy through a cascading network of thick, spiraling cables and wires. Like feral mice in the walls of a huge mechanized abandoned house. Passing by vents Greene caught glimpses of rooms filled with what seemed like small children with their eyes glued to flashing screens. Other rooms contained robotic repair equipment, some had what seemed to be incubation tubes. They leaped and crawled for what felt like miles before reaching an opening that led to an airlock... a way out.
By Adam Dryden9 years ago in Futurism
Eternal Edge - Book One: Machinations - Chapter One: Arrival
High Admiral Rosbarr’s collar was fixed for what felt like the tenth time that day. His delegation looked over every inch of his uniform for the tiniest imperfection. Rosbarr stood staring at the high arched doors that would lead him to another situation report. Lieutenant Virten reread the information regarding the Krox warfleet’s movement towards Council Space, the digital slate in his hands flickering as he moved from page to page.
By Nathan Stevens9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor - Chapter 7
Chapters 1 - 6 can be read at: Deep Sky Stories & Illustrations Next: Chapter 8 - A Lazy Morning For A Change Dart the Dragonly is feeling quite lazy and self-satisfied after having vanquished the horde of enemy Flies the week before. The Martian War-Dragon sleeps in and lolls about in Alex's workshop all day long. It's almost too good to be true; almost too good to last...As of 2017-10-24, Chapter 7 can be read at: Deepskystories.com
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
Caretaker
There was a low growl from somewhere to his left and Tony stilled. The cage beside him meant nothing could reach him but it was still nerve-wracking being this close to technical monsters. If he was being honest, they were animals, not monsters. Extinct once, but still animals.
By William Hillson9 years ago in Futurism
Becoming Cyborg
All Kevin was aware of was pain for the first few hours he was awake, this being the main reason that he didn't listen when told to sit still. He couldn't stop rolling side to side and he was distantly aware he was making noise. Hands held him down, something pressing into his arm. The pain of a needle sliding in didn't even register on his scale, so overwhelmed in the pain of his leg. Hands held him down while he struggled, heart hammering. Distantly, he heard someone talking about how the pumping blood would help the painkillers work faster. Something was placed over his face and chilly air tickled his nose and then he was no longer aware of anything.
By William Hillson9 years ago in Futurism
The Harvestman
In the green glow of emergency chemical light strips, Al Parsons crouched behind a shipment container in the underbelly of his ship. The solar receptors were damaged in transit and now the whole ship had gone dark. "No receptors, no power," Al thought to himself with a smirk. Above him, there were massive crashing noises but he had to force himself to ignore them and fix the problem at hand. He pried open the emergency restart shaft, it led deep into the internal workings of the Harvester-Class ship. Al jumped in without hesitation. Swinging onto a ladder, he grabbed the underside of the shaft and closed it as he descended. He reached the first maintenance level, disembarking into a greenish hall that seemed to endlessly stretch out to the left and right. Al ran full speed to his left, not knowing what to expect. "It could’ve been an asteroid. If it was I’m screwed." The only sound in the hall was his breathing, labored and in fast tempo with his feet. "If it’s just a short, I just might make it out of this." He ran for ten minutes before he reached the damaged area of the ship, there was no visible external damage. Al wiped sweat from his brow and took a few slow, deep breaths. "The air is getting stale, the oxygen levels are low." He found the nearest ladder and descended quickly. The second level housed the electronics. His footsteps echoed eerily as he accessed the supercomputer required to process data from the receptors. An echo reached him from the hall, faint sounds like voices. They’re in the maintenance shaft. Al checked the power to the computer, and found no visible damage.
By Eduardo Victor Garcia9 years ago in Futurism
