In the Minister’s office, there was a map of the world on a large flat screen. There were 25 lights spread across the earth, all white except for one solitary red one, floating over Dublin. The Minister was sitting at his desk talking to old Professor Kennedy along with his assistant, Doctor Sheridan.
Continue reading “Mister Cube – T.J. Matthews”The Wheel of the World – Adam Fout
Hawkflame stood on the muddy bank of the great Castandar river, he and his father, the Fabricator, gazing up at the Wheel of the World, and behind them was a hovercart as large as a boat, and in the hovercart was the world’s death.
Continue reading “The Wheel of the World – Adam Fout”The Wall – Bill McGuire
Squad Commander Fraser shifted his machine pistol onto the other shoulder and squinted into the low-hanging sun. The hummocky terrain beyond the wall was baked hard, any remaining grass withered white, bouncing the harsh rays into his eyes. Little by little the barren zone merged into scrubby brush, dessicated and barely alive, which stretched as far as the eye could see. They’d been told to expect quite a crowd later in the morning, spotted heading their way by the security drones the previous evening. So far he’d seen not a soul.
Continue reading “The Wall – Bill McGuire”A Song to a Micronaut – Ethan Campbell
Grandfather, a frequent babbler now, turned to me with that distant look in his eyes. A proselytizer with no certain direction, he reached aimlessly for the ear of an ear. He said:
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Emerging Worlds 