I. The book lay open at pages 34-35. Janesin read the line again… There cannot be two suns in the heavens. Genghis Khan A quiet giggle escaped his…
Category: <span>Short story</span>
Abandoned by this God. Perhaps, not by the next. Ten… The ship squatted like a large inert crab in the launch area. Inside were stowed the seed corn, one thousand carefully…
“The gods sometimes are slow in their work. They’re on a different clock than us mortals.” Bit O’Luck Lounge. Figures a mick would toss in the big O and apostrophe,…
The door shut behind the President, with a solid clang. He had the large visiting room to himself—except for the two Secret Service agents who stood on either side of…
Its journey through the cold, black, liquid vastness lasted ten centuries. The time attenuator kept time’s passage the same for both it and the homeworld. Mankind, its creator, patiently waited…
What is death but a dream within a dream. —James Clavell Is the existence of life a divine miracle or merely a pathetic mistake? —John Quinn The absolute, or Kelvin,…
I was destroyed yet made complete; darkness descended upon my life as a great light; wretched things did become great treasures; cool, healing touches burned and wounded; I wept for…
Gyril was bored. Unbearably so. He didn’t feel like reading, not even his antique books, which if not for the ultrafilt unit would’ve now been covered with a coat of…
Monday 11:31 P.M. Gabe wore an analog watch. He’d paid twenty bucks for it at a garage sale ten years ago, and it worked perfectly fine, as far as he…
“The insistence on absolute good requires absolute tyranny.” —Cyril Teeter, Utopia: Implementation and Maintenance Upon entering the room, the quisitor smiled, almost sympathetically, thought 439, and took a chair across…