Minria peered out of the crack in the door. She could see the daylight streaming through the gap, illuminating the dust motes of their hide out. Three months Below had been tough. She’d dreamt of this day every night, the ability to go outside and see the sky once more. Feel the sun on her … More Daylight (100 Words)
Bethes sighed as he breathed in the steam from the bowl in front of him. Every time he said it would be the last time, but then it happened again. And again. And again. Bethes could feel the steam do its work as it spread through his airways, and then seeped into his bloodstream. The … More End of Times (From the Archives)
Flowers can teach us a lot. They can teach us about what it takes to grow. That you have to be fed with the basics of human needs before you can truly flourish. That everyone grows at their own rate, and that other people’s journey cannot be compared to your own. They teach us that … More Lessons from Flowers (Teacup Story)
“You’d have thought that this would be worse,” Tino said, prodding the edge of the lake with a stick. The seaweed was thick, too thick to support life. The whole lakes ecosystem had been killed for nothing more than shiny rocks. “It could have been worse,” Marei said, pulling out the robots from the back … More Lakeside (From the Archives)
Yailn watched the candle flicker on the end of the bath, letting her thoughts wander. The week had been hard. Watching the world turn to dust outside as she just did boring mundane work. Sometimes she wished there was a higher calling she could answer to, a nobler cause. But there wasn’t, not for her. … More Candle (100 Words)
It’s impossible to know what the future will hold. It’s impossible to ascribe a value to that future – a good or bad, a right or wrong. Because it’s not known. You can’t tell whether the decision you make today will be the right or wrong. All you can do is make the best decision … More Future – (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)
“What do you think?” Ilyen asked, taking another bite out of his dinner. The burrito juice dribbled out of the end of the paper wrapping, spilling onto the metal of the car. It sizzled gently when it hit. “Think?” Gyn replied, looking over at his husband with confusion. “Of the view,” Ilyen asked, gesturing out … More Peace (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)
Winya dropped her bags on the floor. The metal floor rung out as the heavy bags slammed into the floor. Winya winced. Rugs, then, Winya thought, looking around her tiny apartment. The apartments on Esl-5 were small, expected really given the relative infancy of the nation. The habitable parts of the planet were only two … More The Runners (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)
The world, really, is small. It takes less than a day to fly to the other side of it. It takes barely a heartbeat to send messages across the internet to people all over the world. “Far away” doesn’t exist anymore. Sure, it is not where you live geographically, but it is not far away. … More World (Stories on a Theme – “Travel”)
“Final Stop” the driver called from the front. Lily shook herself from her half-slumber. The bus was empty, always was by the time they reached the last stop. She would know when it was almost time for her stop when the last people got off – the couple who always came home with the tesco … More Final Stop (Stories on a Theme – “Travel”)
