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The Very Last

“Captain, we have a transmission that’s coming up from a nearby planet!  The signal is weak, but it’s looping.  If we record it a few times, we could splice the video and audio feed-“

“Make it so.”

The communications officer looked at her commanding officer and nodded, her brows furrowed as she returned her gaze to the console and began to gather the samples required.  As she waited in her comfortable red seat, she tapped one of her red-painted nails against an empty part of the console.  Green eyes gazed listlessly at the reading screen. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted by on July 30, 2013 in Futuristic Fiction

 

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An Unhappy Future

A new home. It was so dull, living with a normal family. His foster parents were irritatingly normal, and they could do nothing to enforce their rules. His foster father refused to call him Vinnie, and his foster mother refused to let him skip the piano lessons she required of him. He was good enough, but his teacher refused to let him advance at his own pace, and after a month, he was still doing scales.

The new home was made all the more miserable by a pre-existing basement and an underground lake not far underneath. He had no place to work, and no place to play– especially not with all of the pine trees around, with their long, thick roots. The boy did manage to install a lock on his bedroom door, and that gave him a modicum of the privacy he once had, although it felt like he was always naked. He was told he had to dress normally– leave his goggles and lab coat home when he went anywhere, brush his hair every day, and even more pointless tasks. Humans just didn’t understand. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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The History of Lake CLASSIFIED

“I don’t think this is such a good idea.” Vincent frowned as he looked around. “The old quarry is so eerie at night.” His voice trailed off, and he flipped his collar up to protect himself from the light rain that ran down the back of his neck.  It felt like tiny shards of ice.  He looked to one side at his best friend, the younger girl called Melanie. “You should run home, Melanie.”

Melanie shook her head and held his hand, as around them, the six adults kept the two moving inside their circle of bodies. Read the rest of this entry »

 
 

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Royal Princess, Penny Princess

“You can’t catch me, Kelban!” Princess Felice called out to her nanny as she darted through the kitchen door and into the yard.  Fast, slippered feet darted through guards and helpers, and wove through a gaggle of idle serving girls.  She burst from the crowd only to stop in her tracks in front of her stern-looking father.

As the man looked down at her, his frown deepened. “And why is the princess dodging her nanny?” His deep, rumbling voice was filled with disappointment rather than anger, and his daughter winced.

“I’m just playing a game of tag, Daddy,” she answered meekly with a curtsy. “Kelban is right behind me, truly.” Felice looked back in time to watch the dark-skinned man crash into a serving girl who was carrying water. Read the rest of this entry »

 
 

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Soggy Snow

“And only when it’s chosen your grave for you, will you see it.  The dead eyed lamb will follow you until you die.” Janice grinned as she leaned in close to the fire.  Its flickering light gave her face a haunted look.  The other two  children around the fire screamed and held each other, and Janice leaned back to laugh. “Oh, it wasn’t that scary!  Wait until you hear why they find kangaroo bones under Australian churches!  They’ll kill you themselves, you know.”

Nicolas shuddered. “No!  No more!  I want to go back inside now!” Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on April 25, 2013 in Modern Fiction

 

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The Ashen Children

Hero, they called him.  He was the slayer of dragons and a killer of monsters of all stripes.  He saved damsels aplenty, and even saved the princess now and then.  He slayed the Fen Witch and killed her familiars.  Truly, he was a man among men, and a prime example of what they could do, if they possessed as much willpower and the correct mindset.  He was tall and strong, with a steady jaw and the perfect chin.  Every woman in the city swooned over him and begged him to marry her, even if he must at times leave to do heroic deeds for the good of the country.

Despite their want for him, he denied each woman in turn, for to endanger a person who chose to attach to him would destroy him, he said.

We knew he was full of shit, though. Read the rest of this entry »

 
 

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A Bullet in a Snow Globe

As snow fell from a bright and sunny sky, I felt like I was living inside a snow globe.  The air was nipping cold, but even in my crummy slippers and my hole-filled hoodie, I was unwilling to go back inside yet.  My home, an old school shared with my family and many others, was warmer, but far less beautiful.  Bored children and their grandparents often cleaned the yard and walls because there was nothing else to do after work days were finished.

I was sure that there was nothing like this in the world.  I shielded my eyes and looked up.  The snow was bright and shining as it fell, like motes of pure light.  An uneasy step led me forward, away from the old school.  If none of this had happened, I might have happily attended it as a student and learned how to read the sign in front. Read the rest of this entry »

 

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