A Standard Space Tale, by NoMan

Ornate space-opera scene under a starry dome: a fallen soldier, an officer and a crowd before a throne

Tomorrow, the System Defender, Captain White, fell on his ass in humiliating circumstances. Here is how it will happened. Exactly somewhere between Mercury and Pluto, which is to say perfectly and imprecisely in the center of the edge of the system, his trirem, Remember the Argo, finally will overtake the Cymbal of Eve, flagship of … Continue reading A Standard Space Tale, by NoMan →

The Resurrection, by Carl Johnson

Psychedelic triptych: a man huddled amid clocks and chaos, a serene leafy face, then a figure rising joyfully on a path

What do I want Escape from this chaotic environment for the inherent inconvenience, the consequent struggle through which bores and repels me. Would that I could upload my mental profile into some cyberspace medium, that my biographical self, the consciousness of which, might be recreated in the process of some future AI entity’s scrolling of past … Continue reading The Resurrection, by Carl Johnson →

Turning to Stone, by Bill Suboski

Sketch of an older man conjuring blue light beside a hologram of a woman, in a ruined desert under a glass dome

Turning to Stone, by Bill Suboski Call them the Medusans. A billion years ago they ruled the galaxy, end to end and completely. Many artifacts, such as planetary outposts and derelict spaceships, are still being discovered, but the Medusans themselves are gone. Nothing remains but ruins, and in very rare cases, barely functioning and enigmatic … Continue reading Turning to Stone, by Bill Suboski →