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”.

  • RJ Saxon
    Published 2 years ago
    Keyboard Killer (Chapter Eight)

    Keyboard Killer (Chapter Eight)

    Chapter Eight
  • Allan Marshall
    Published 2 years ago
    Miraculous Escape

    Miraculous Escape

    It all started with running and climbing and scrambling. The sheer trauma of what she had witnessed was enough to send anyone into shock but with the coldness now biting at her extremities the process began to escalate. The fear and adrenaline of escaping from the Red Skull had provided her with the energy and drive she needed to save herself and her son. She had observed the cataract of water cascading over the cliff edge as they had been herded onto the ice with the tens of thousands of refugees displaced by the war with the Red Skull. Bethulia had been in a period of extensive peace until the day the Immortal Remes marched upon their peaceful land. She sat and watched the powerful flow of water beside her as she hid in the crevice of the cliff hoping they would not see her, hoping they would move on before the cold gripped her beyond what she could cope. The fall dropped into rapids, she considered the possibility of jumping into this and surviving if all other options were removed. It had several layers or steps, it was not a plunge pool. Survival would be unlikely. One pool was half frozen and only remained unfrozen due to the constant turmoil of the water flowing into it. She heard noises from below, it was the troopers searching for her. She couldn't be that important, surely they would give up their search soon. She looked over the edge it was a five hundred foot drop all the way down. Her foot slipped on the ice, her son reached out and held her, helping her to regain her balance. She would wait patiently until the troops left. The old wire rope she had used to climb down was still there, to climb back again.
  • Rich Monetti
    Published 2 years ago
    The Uncut Godzilla 1954 Japanese Version is an "A Movie" with Bite

    The Uncut Godzilla 1954 Japanese Version is an "A Movie" with Bite

    On Facebook, there are a number of groups dedicated to the love of Godzilla. So when I posted my article claiming how much I likeGodzilla 1998 with Matthew Broderick, you can only imagine the pushback I receive. In disbelief, I question how they could view this elongated lizard as representing some grand epiphany in the annals of Science Fiction. It is a hooky toy dinosaur, breathing lightning and smoke, and worse yet, Raymond Burr looks on paternally as the only one equipped to save the model buildings and emasculated Japanese Army. On the other hand, maybe they are able to suspend all the silliness in deference to the uncut Japanese Godzilla 1954 version.
  • Shane Phillips
    Published 2 years ago
    Operator

    Operator

    OPERATOR
  • Edward German
    Published 2 years ago
    The X MINUS ONE Radio Show

    The X MINUS ONE Radio Show

    The X Minus One sci-fi radio show aired on NBC Radio from April 24, 1955 to January 9, 1958. The series consisted of 126 half hour episodes. The introduction to each episode was a countdown to a rocket launch with sound effects. " Countdown for blastoff... X minus five, four, three, two, X minus one... Fire! [Rocket launch SFX] From the far horizons of the unknown come transcribed tales of new dimensions in time and space. These are stories of the future; adventures in which you'll live in a million could-be years on a thousand may-be worlds. The National Broadcasting Company, in cooperation with Street & Smith, publishers of Astounding Science Fiction presents... X Minus One. "
  • Made in DNA
    Published 2 years ago
    Screaming Metal (Part 009)

    Screaming Metal (Part 009)

    Instead of returning to her command couch as she usually did to emphasize she expected orders to be followed, she remained where she was.
  • Andrew David
    Published 2 years ago
    The 8th Day
  • C.V. Berton
    Published 2 years ago
    Mischief Night

    Mischief Night

    On the night before Halloween, known as Mischief Night by the local hoodlums, Kelly has a second date with Owen. She agreed to it, not because he is particularly handsome or wealthy, but because he was dignified, a smart dresser, and respectful on the first date, and besides, she had nothing better to do. He’s a recently divorced accountant with no kids. No children equals zero baggage in Kelly’s mind, and that’s a definite plus. They first met at the firing range when he complimented her for being an excellent shot. Other than these few things, she doesn’t know that much about him. On the phone, he sounded eager to tell her something over a simple dinner at Villa Grazia - seemed harmless enough to her.
  • Bill Behrendt
    Published 2 years ago
    PurgatoReality
  • Marc-André Léger
    Published 2 years ago
    Norbert and Melia

    Norbert and Melia

    She was so utterly lost. The night sky was all wrong. Things that shone did so haphazardly, at what seemed like random intervals, their light was alien. Gone were the beacons, those guiding lights that were perhaps the only relatively constant thing she had known, except herself. And Norbert, poor old Norbert, half senile, half gone, greatly diminished but ever faithful and attentive.
  • Michael Perlin
    Published 2 years ago
    The Star King

    The Star King

    The Star King
  • Andrew David
    Published 2 years ago
    Homeworld

    Homeworld

    Space is dark peppered with trillions of billions of millions of dots of light, that are streaking outward in spiral of tears, within this unfathomable black mass. Space is void, numb and mute. Space is deaf and voiceless. Space is the sacred home of the old gods; yet hostile and violent to life. Exposure leads to blood boiling in freezing veins that violently undulate, before bursting and cracking apart; exsanguinating spores of blood-ice crystals into the darkness from every single pore of exposed skin. Eyes crystalize, expand then then pop with no sound at all.