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Goodbye Jenny

By submission | December 28, 2011
Author : Tris Smith She sat down on the bench, overlooking the local park. She and James used to meet here. It seemed a fitting place to say goodbye. After the operation, she might never come here again. Worse, she might never want to come here again. At 13, it had been ...
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For Love of Kraytor

By submission | December 27, 2011
Author : Julia Reynolds My darling Lord Kraytor, I'm so sorry. You know I would never leave you; you are my love, my life, my everything. I long to feel your tentacles wrapped around my hips, to kiss your face parts, and feel the delicious sting of your mandibles when you honor ...
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Dust

By submission | December 26, 2011
Author : Chris Daly The dust was unbearable. Dry, grey, clinging powder draped over every surface, clogging the machinery, grinding against gears and wheels. Water refused to wash away the dirt, forming only a cloying mud that was just as abrasive. His hands bled, crisp and ...
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The Message Goes On

By submission | December 25, 2011
Author : Andrew Bale "Jack! Come in here a minute!" "All right Mary, what is it?" "Check this out. I was running down that noise on the comms channel, but it wasn't noise. Listen." Mary touched one of the controls in front of her, and a crackling voice erupted from the ...
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Passing of the Baton

By Patricia Stewart | December 24, 2011
Author : Patricia Stewart, Staff Writer There was a knock at the door. Now who would be calling at this time of night, I wondered? I got up from my workbench and headed toward the door. When I opened it, I found myself staring at myself. "Now, I can't possibly be that fat," I ...
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Advancement of the Xzeckqi

By submission | December 23, 2011
Author : Clint Wilson The intelligence level of the Xzeckqi people was growing at an exponential rate. Just a few centuries prior they had been cooking over open fires and using stones to sharpen animal bones into spears. Now they were hunting with exploding projectiles and ...
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Flying Lessons

By Julian Miles | December 22, 2011
Author : Julian Miles, Staff Writer They always told me about the stately elegance of space warfare. The distances involved and the participants like battleships of old on the high seas, with all the computer aided aiming and evasion systems, and man seemingly only there to ...
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Wasteland

By Stephen R. Smith | December 21, 2011
Author : Steve Smith, Staff Writer Eliot hunched his shoulders against the wind, the relentless sand picking at the seals of his gloves and headgear trying to find a way inside. He watched the glow of the sun disappear beyond the horizon, his waking period now fully ...
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Sunset's Rest

By submission | December 20, 2011
Author : Martin Berka 'Ebra drifted down the hallway, the candle hanging by a string from her wrist. It gave no warmth, a blessing: even in the far-ship's state of efficiency, ambient heat was plentiful. It barely gave light either, which was fine by the bearer, but since ...
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Grandfather Clock

By Duncan Shields | December 19, 2011
Author : Duncan Shields, Staff Writer The Grandfather paradox states that a time loop will be created if you go back in time to kill your grandfather. If you kill your grandfather, you will end up not existing. But if you can't do it, then he will not be killed by you. So ...
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Nothing

By submission | December 18, 2011
Author : Max Cohen A wind swept over the flat grey plain that night carrying with it a smell of nothingness. The wind continued whipping ever faster until as the sun rose it blew over a low stone wall and onto a field of deep green grass. It flowed over a man and a boy just ...
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Acceptable Losses

By submission | December 17, 2011
Author : Ian Rennie Dear Tony, Amanda, Vladimir, and Manami, If I set this right, then this message has appeared just as you lost radio contact with Earth, alongside the real figures for how little fuel there actually is on your ship. The first thing I want to do is ...
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Hell Frozen Over

By Roi R. Czechvala | December 16, 2011
Author : Roi R. Czechvala, Staff Writer Three men huddled in a snow bank. Their chameleoarmour not only blended perfectly with snow that is actually deceptive and not a pure white, but circulated water heated to eighty five degrees Fahrenheit. The insulation of the armour was ...
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Out In The Cold

By Julian Miles | December 15, 2011
Author : Julian Miles, Staff Writer I'm writing haiku as the black snow falls across the darkened surface of Faust. I stop as the laser overheats. The obsidian boulder in front of me smokes and sizzles in the sub zero evening. "Tatto Musheen, you'll catch your death!" I ...
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Alone

By submission | December 14, 2011
Author : Drew Dunlap The sun curls itself over the mountain, sneaking golden fingers gently over the hill and down into the valley to touch my arm. Like a lover waking another, the warm caress encourages me to rise while nudging me into the comfort of consciousness. Oh, the ...
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Christmas in July

By submission | December 13, 2011
Author : Garrett Harriman Flagons of goat milk strewn before him, Mr. Rudolph propped boots on his musty bag. Sun-wrung but cheery, he'd drunk nonstop the whole interrogation, whistling once winter classics between questions and guzzles. Their purpose, their lyrics, had all ...
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Uniquely Qualified

By Roi R. Czechvala | December 12, 2011
Author : Roi R. Czechvala, Staff Writer Thirty seven people packed into the conference room. The table sat twenty four. The rest stood along the walls. They didn't care. The excitement in the room was nearly palpable. Low murmurs circulated throughout the cramped space. ...
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I Am A Dog

By featured writer | December 11, 2011
Author : Clint Wilson, featured writer I am a dog, a happy dog. I have found my way. Found my way I have, right through the loose part of the fence. I have worked the loose part for some time. Some time now I have three or four days at least. I have pushed with my head and ...
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