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(Featured Image found here https://davidjrodger.wordpress.com/) Major Spoilers for Science Fiction Short Stories: Warnings from the Future, Cyberpunk Series I by PT Logos Good science fiction presents speculation and evokes questions. What will our future be like? Will this be a desirable future, or not? Is...
Previous installment: Undercover A dark cloak concealed the drug dealer's boss. Only his white teeth could be seen, shining from underneath the seemingly enchanted cowl. “Gentlemen, I see you brought a guest.” “Yes, boss,” the drug kingpin responded. “He’s looking for a...
Previous Installment: Only the desperate beg Kenshin stepped over a prone man as he entered the bellows. He was not sure that the dirty human was alive. He didn’t stop to find out. His hand never left his hilt. This...
Previous Installment: God is Dead Gold didn’t mean much to Kenshin. It was a means to an end. When he needed arrows, gold bought them. When he needed to fix his blade, gold paid the smith. When he needed food, gold...
Previous installment: Desk Jockeys and Pencil Pushers in Crestfire (D&D Adventure) The party faced difficult circumstances. To cross the desert to the north, they needed water to last a month, but by the looks of it, the city didn’t have...
Previous installment: Crestfire “Please remain in the queue, foreigner,” the half-orc guard ordered, once again, as Kael tried to jump the queue. The line snaked all the way out into the sandbox streets, starting at the top of the pyramid...
(Artwork by Darkcloud013) Previous installment: Diving in the Desolation The golden sandstone towers of Crestfire were revealed upon the horizon long before its pyramids. The monuments of the once glorious port town were still famous across the lands – even in...
ID was written for a short story competition with the theme of life under a surveillance state. In the vein of 1984, I wrote this story describing a future world where crime has been eradicated by stripping us of...
In my Matric (final High School) year, I was asked to write a lot of short stories in English. Many of these have been lost, but this very short one was found in one of my old files. My...
Previous installment: Songs of Desolation The group was still panting after the skirmish with the sirens. They had lost a crew member, but no one else. The Captain didn’t seem overtly saddened by the loss of his first mate. This...