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RicochetThe console desperately cried alarms as the engines screamed in the pull of the gravitational field. She was moving forward!
Suddenly, a new alert joined the screeching orchestra. The shields were failing; too much power was being drawn by the thrust containment field. No more systems could be sacrificed. The shields would just have to deal with it.
The unthinkably massive but impossibly tiny black hole flashed and churned as an entire star was consumed in mere seconds.
The sensitive near-object detection sensors were too busy being ripped apart by the black hole to notice the house-sized asteroid coming dangerously close to the hull. With minimal shields to hold it back, the rock lazily drifted toward the back of the ship and pressed its mass against an engine plate.
The right engine abruptly cut out and a plethora of beeps and ringing joined the already uncountable array of sounds spewing onto the bridge. The computer detected the uneven thrust and tried to compensate with the three
The Time StanderHe stood on the hill, looking down at the grass. His shadow stretched far and never moved, even as the sun an moon spun past, an endless chase that would never be won. Once or twice there were people on the hill. He saw them coming but never turned his head. They were unaware of his presence. He kept looking at the grass as it died in his shadow. He didn't like it when things died. They always did.
The grass had completely gone when he turned and walked to the other side of the hill. His shadow followed him. He looked up at the spiraling bodies in the skies. More people came but they never noticed him. He looked down at the grass next to him and watched it die too. He hated it when things died. They always did.
i dont like floating
i feel nauseous
i want to stand again
why do i deserve this
i dont like falling
i wish i was floating
i hope it stops soon
what did i do wrong
i dont like spinning
i wish i was falling
i know where im going
im not moving
i cant feel anything
where is everybody
WordsI love words
I hate words
Words say everything
Words say nothing
Words are beautiful
Words are disgusting
Words are life
Words are pain
But they're all we really have.
He Loved ThemThe little boy loved the machines. The machines didn't like him very much.
The little boy could talk to the machines. The machines just ignored him.
The little boy cared for the machines. The machines burnt his toast.
The little boy lived with the machines. The machines killed him.
The little boy forgave the machines. The machines were jealous.
One Thing LeftI am become a name
To whom I exist not?
Little remember greater than name; legacy lacking
Just word, singular
Myself I know not.
So He RanFire. It was on fire.
The flames licked up the sides of the groaning building.
So he ran. He ran faster than he had ever run before.
He didn't even know if there was another building to jump to.
He hoped there was.
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