The bud blossomed into her ear, its hairlike tendrils snaking towards her eardrum where they fanned out into electric petals, sensors cool against her hot skin. via Pocket
Author : Dr. Alexanders Hundreds of years of exploration, trillions of dollars into research on space travel, all culminating in the single most astounding and miraculous discovery in all of human history, and the only tangible result of that effortβ¦
Black slime and brown muck sucked cracked leather on his unkempt boots. He inhaled riverbank patent odors by Cairo woodlands, where the Mississippi and Ohio converge in a sordid affair of upstream debris and human waste. via Pocket
We assumed that they were aliens. I mean, when something nonhuman approaches you from space and opens communication, itβs a freakinβ alien, right? Stands to reason. They set up a station on the moon and opened communications. They were friendly. viaβ¦
Immortality. He had wished it, wanted it, even demanded it. When it had been offered, it seemed too good to be true. But he took it and despite all his fears, despite all the cliches and platitudes that warned him he had flown too high, it was real.β¦
There wasnβt a conscious decision to eliminate sound. At least not one that anyone could remember. One day, the world woke up to silence. No one was bothered by the sudden stark silence. It felt freeing, like a burden had been lifted. They wanted itβ¦
Author : Roi R. Czechvala, Alumnus I stood over him. His blood made a growing pool as it exited the wound in his back. The ounce slug of lead had gone all the way through. He looked up at me with crazed eyes. He raised his hands to me. via Pocket
Remer opened his eyes, but the room was coming into focus more slowly than it should have. The synthetic glare of the fluorescent bulbs made it difficult to think. Where was he? He searched his mind for the last thing he could remember, but kept comβ¦
On the roof, at least twenty-five stories up, with LED party lights strung up over a cheesy bamboo bar jury-rigged from last yearβs staff picnic get together we have a regular Tiki Town. via Pocket
Author : Terry J. Glob I ride the slow rails on the trashed echelon in a dying sector of the multi-city; the rotting, moss-covered penthouses glow fuzzy green in an opalescent fog. Crusty, white-scaled pipes of flimsy scaffolding demarcate progress β¦
βMr. Bargeld? Welcome to the Central Museum! Iβm Ronild; Director March has asked me to show you through the exhibition hall before your meeting with Artist Kan. If youβd follow me? via Pocket
I toss and turn trying to log on to the sleep server. By myself in my bed, my apartment, yet never alone. The endless chatter of the web constantly bombarding my consciousness with pictures, messages and update streams. I am unable to tune it out, lβ¦
At the edge of a bright green lawn in the middle of the desert, a young womanβs chapped lips stretch to a hopeful grin as what little strength she has left is enough to get her over the fence. via Pocket
Author : Timothy T. Murphy A month before reaching Europa, Heather woke to an e-mail from her grandfather. Her grandfather hated e-mail, so much so that sheβd been shocked when he asked her to teach him so they could talk while she was away. via Pocβ¦
The old man who had introduced himself as Jacob returned after the nurse left. Old was perhaps too strong a word β he definitely had a good number of years on him, but he wore them well. The deep lines in his face spoke of character and a sort of naβ¦
Major Clanetβs head felt like it had split in half. He forced his eyes open and saw his android navigator standing above him. βWhat happened?β he asked. The android extended a hand and helped the human to his feet. βWe delivered the supplies to the β¦
Author : Steve Smith, Staff Writer βIβm not sure what you want with me.β The words came nervously in gasps as the little man pulled himself up off the ground and rubbed the circulation back into his wrists. βI donβt deal in data, Iβm more of a βcreaβ¦