science fiction
The bridge between imagination and technological advancement, where the dreamer’s vision predicts change, and foreshadows a futuristic reality. Science fiction has the ability to become “science reality”.
The Harbinger of Doom
"Open your eyes, Annie." Annie Wei did just that, waking up with a jump. She was sitting at a bench in Central Park, during a rather unusually warm fall afternoon. Next to her was her worn paperback copy of Alas, Babylon. Wrapped around her shoulders was a pure white sweater, which she had bought a few days ago at the GAP.
By Juan Vasquez8 years ago in Futurism
A Plague of Madness
Of all the miscellaneous attributions of the various concise notions created by the human race, it is quite possible that none have been so notoriously simplified than the basic concept of geometry originating as to be centuries before the notion of Euclidean Geometry and that of a reasonable pattern of mass or volume, so much so that even an axiom so bold in its qualification such as color has been deemed by the monotonous thinking of society to be trivial in itself. These were the thoughts of the mad analyst, Thomas Wilson, sitting upon a plane he was not even fully confident was interpreted correctly by his own mind. It nearly bewildered him to think of the fact that merely hours before, the world with which he had been familiar had been a matter of physical sense as it had always been, in which the prospect of an insanity plague obliterating the common sense of even his superior brain wave function was rendered absurd. This chain reaction of thought had now reached a point in which it coincided with a chain reaction of a different kind, which began with the very rare, and what seemed unrepeatable, event of a meteorite of some kind proving resolute against the protective lower stratosphere and was now predicted to be headed for the central portion of the city of London. On this eventful day, Thomas was feeling very unamused of the spectacle attracting the large crowd so predictably entertained on the toned day with a lack of warmth, threatening storm accumulation.
By Dr Joel LaNacey8 years ago in Futurism
A Trip into the Woods
It flashed through the sky and then was gone. Lucy was sure she had seen a UFO and was equally sure aliens were here to secretly make contact with a human being. Maybe they would chose her, Maybe she would get to visit their ship. Maybe, just maybe she'd even get to visit another world, she thought as she drove towards the edge of the woods. Would she be able to breathe? Would she be able to understand their language? What did they eat? She had so many questions and could barely hide her excitement as her car screeched to a stop on the dirt shoulder of the road that stretched out for miles along this woods. She grabbed her flashlight and her backpack and jumped out of the car.
By Kei Voorhees8 years ago in Futurism
Tapestry of Night Part 2
My sector was named after a monster, the Chimera of ancient Terra, and sometimes I have to agree with the early explorers that decided to name it. Vulkas is the name of the main world where I live, one of the three worlds comprising the system. Vulkas is a primal world, dotted by erupting volcanoes triggered as the face of the world moves toward our main star, Solace. Those eruptions give way to great slag heaps full of valuable materials belched up from the bowels of the world. Hence, the main economy of our world is in refining and selling whatever can be made of those materials.
By Peter Ivey8 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #60
We stole the stars from their sky, we stole the seas from their planet, we stole the souls from their young, and when there was nothing else left to take, we burnt them up like any other planet. There were some that escaped, as they always do, but the legions took care of them until there was no trace that they had ever existed. Complete and utter annihilation.
By Brutalist Stories8 years ago in Futurism
Enliven (Part II)
Jakes looked about the street that October night. He noticed the cool breeze and the clouds. He also noticed Yania with a gait that suggested excellence. Her blonde locks flowed over her white skin like wind through a spoiler. Her thin frame seemed to glide with the moving air.
By Skyler Saunders8 years ago in Futurism
Tapestry of Night
Hearken! The triumph of humanity has come at last... It is the year 2235, and humanity stands together as the United Terran Commonwealth, and has spread from Terra to the outer reaches of our galaxy. Through the discovery of the slipstream, a river of particles intersecting all parts of known space, the mighty ships of the UTC slip through the gateways to establish new colonies, discover new and lucrative resources, and police their rapidly-expanding empire. To this end, each sector of space laid out by the UTC is watched over by men and women called Sector Marshals, whose mandate it is to protect the interests of Terra, transcending all other concerns... for there are many dangers in the galaxy...
By Peter Ivey8 years ago in Futurism
