Action 40


Sci-Fi Shorts

anic rising like a silent tide, from the nausea in her stomach through her ribcage, permeating her diaphragm, her ribs, her lungs, her oesophagus, her jaw: it came. Trapped. Trying to escape a group of space soldiers sent to this station to terminate her crew. Now, stuck in a metal coffin. Trapped. Her thoughts seemed […]

26 July, 2015

Pure Cyberbilly


Sci-Fi Shorts

he had atomic purple dreadlocks. They were tied up high on the back of her head with a pink scarf and flowed down her back and over her shoulder onto her chest. They were like the cables and pipes that snaked through our walls and under our feet supporting the ancient infrastructure of the city. Rigid, colour coded […]

9 July, 2015