Humanity is not yet lost by Felix Petitzon
Humanity is not yet lost by Felix Petitzon “Life is like a good chocolate: Dark and bitter.” & & & Every generation faces its challenges. That’s what my uncle said with a shrug the...
Humanity is not yet lost by Felix Petitzon “Life is like a good chocolate: Dark and bitter.” & & & Every generation faces its challenges. That’s what my uncle said with a shrug the...
A Lot Of Slime by T. J. Young Captain Swisher of the Hegemony cruiser Locust sat at the console in his office, his face grim. His right hand dangled at his side, its...
Surrounded Again by Paul Cesarini Nohr stood in the increasingly tiny room, puzzling over the controls as the walls steadily folded in toward him. This isn’t good, he thought, scratching his speckled blue head...
Survivors by Paul Cesarini 1 When she stepped into the small, sterile debriefing room, he shot to his feet, his movement abrupt and stiff. She expected this; protocol demanded anyone of lower rank rise...
My First Job by Julius Fish I arrived two hours early, stepping into what could only be described as heaven on earth. Behind the counter stood an old Arab man who gave a true,...
Come Back To Me by Drew Concord Twyla lifted the white sand in her hand and watched it fall like sparkling glass through her fingers against the lilac sky. Waves crashed on the shore,...
Kara’s Journey by Mike A. Rhodes ‘Hey where are we going?’ The pilot didn’t turn around. Instead the shuttle veered suddenly upwards offering a view of grey clouds through the windscreen. ‘Hey,’ Kara demanded...
The Man on the Pier by Otis Johnson and A. Sidrabene 1 DJ Tetsuo paced around the green room. Khaos Kore was playing harsh industrial. Kore’s tracks sounded muddy, like low-quality MP3’s. The song...
Liminal Lives by Daniel Roush 3 p.m. Wednesday Marty needed three things to make it through the day. First, a strong alarm, the kind that would shake the whole apartment down if left on...
The Rinse by Nicholas Woods The First Day Of The End Of The World I often wondered, why me?Why do we exist when we do?Our time on this one Earth, chosen at random.Why me?Why...
Dayward Winds By Charlotte H. Lee Amka lifted her snout, scenting the chill dayward wind that forever hurtled toward the cerise and orange of a sun hiding just below the horizon, locked in its...
Planet B5-2 by Paul Cesarini 1 Taarg drummed his claws against the cockpit seat. He was nervous, fidgety, and pissed off. Well, maybe ‘pissed off’ was too strong a phrase. For someone like him,...
Belief Blockade by Garrett Carroll Calm. All Vanders felt was calm. He had long since conceded himself to his inevitable fate. He was, by all accounts, on the verge of death. Physical death,...
Brain Raid by David Margolin Chapter 1: Loud Enough to Wake the Nearly Dead The brain-raid alarm started softly and dimly, but quickly crescendoed into a sensory bombardment that was ear-splittingly loud, and blindingly...
A very interesting throwback to wrestling sixty years ago. I evoked "Wrestling at the Chase," the iconimc wrestling program broadcast…