Planet B5-2 by Paul Cesarini
Planet B5-2 by Paul Cesarini 1 Taarg drummed his claws against the cockpit seat. He was nervous, fidgety, and pissed off. Well, maybe ‘pissed off’ was too strong a phrase. For someone like him,...
Planet B5-2 by Paul Cesarini 1 Taarg drummed his claws against the cockpit seat. He was nervous, fidgety, and pissed off. Well, maybe ‘pissed off’ was too strong a phrase. For someone like him,...
Belief Blockade by Garrett Carroll Calm. All Vanders felt was calm. He had long since conceded himself to his inevitable fate. He was, by all accounts, on the verge of death. Physical death,...
Brain Raid by David Margolin Chapter 1: Loud Enough to Wake the Nearly Dead The brain-raid alarm started softly and dimly, but quickly crescendoed into a sensory bombardment that was ear-splittingly loud, and blindingly...
Dopamine by H. Talichi To most people, this room of mirrors and screens would be perfect. But I, who was until recently very much a member of that caste, find it newly repulsive. I...
Taken by Margaret Karmazin It’s hard to figure out how old I am. There were the sixteen Earth years of my childhood, then the shorter length years on Valahar, followed by even shorter ones...
Arcadium by Noam Rabinovitch The afternoon sun dipped lazily in the west, its dazzling rays playing peek-a-boo through the tall treetops; at times bright and at others diffused, all according to the gentle April...
Martian Helix by A. E. Engle Hina never quite got used to the view from her lab on Sirius Station. Staring down at the red rock, she always expected to see blue oceans, and...
Firstborn by Paul Booth Before the Splinter, all is silence. & & & For millions of years and the length of an atom’s spin the Firstborn swim the universe. The solar winds carry them...
Chucked by Knowcebo Chuck me! Chuck gripped the plunger’s handle, his mind going through a list of possible culprits: Not Roni because he hadn’t come out of his room for either lunch or dinner...
YPM2025 by Teresa Freeland An incoming text alert sounded from Cora’s phone. Although rushed for time, trying to meet a self-imposed deadline, she willingly allowed herself a moment of sweet anticipation. After a beat,...