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The Void at the End of Time – Short Story
The woman I loved left me. I never thought I’d leave this place. My home. My planet. My time. But I had nothing to sustain me. Forgive me. If anyone sees this, tell your people about me. I just want someone to know who I am. Or who I was, somewhere before the end of…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 9
Grass danced against the back of his hand, the blades tickling him. The smell was nice too and as he breathed it in, he was glad to feel earth, or the Earth, beneath him. The smells were all too familiar, so many hours of his childhood were spent running through nature, the woods, playing in…
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Hate Grenades – Short Story
“The head is the hardest to crack. The skull is thick and can survive 500 pounds of pressure. But it’s the insides that are hardest to crack.” Sergeant Carrigan was issuing commands to the sound cannon on the roof of the armored van, typing on the console. Specialist Nichols edged forward and studied his input…
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Toxic Waste Mutant – Short Story
Garbage, toxic and poisonous, stretched as far as Sylis could see as the hover pod bounced up and down over the uneven terrain. He judged the landfill to be about thirty miles in every direction in this zone. This was the last contaminated zone they would have to visit tonight before the sun came up…
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Signals from the Fading Vale – Part 8
It was strange –almost too strange — to hear his brother with a sophisticated, noble accent. He no longer had the mumbling, unfocused voice of a disobedient and willfully ignorant teenage boy. Another odd sight was the black armor, heavily adorned with emblems of creatures he didn’t recognize. Angry-looking creatures and shapes; vines with thorns,…
Karl Kirkpatrick 