view of Earth from space station window

Flight Log #2877

A1: They’re mobilising us for what?

B1: Parabus apparently. Commander has taken emergency powers, so they’re saying, and he’s sending us out to some Confederate outposts…

sandtimer on pebbles

Every Second

What ever happened? Where did those mornings go when we would be woken by the golden spears of dawn piercing an ice chilled sky? Why do we miss those nights where we sang beneath the moon and danced with stars until we fell with weary feet…

Birthday card tied in ribbon with pencil

Happy Birthday

‘It’s my birthday’. That’s what the sign said, half propped against a much too empty box. It’s my birthday. Words the crept into my heart and left a chill that I couldn’t shake, no matter how I fought to beat it back…

Sailing ship upon the sea at sunset

Brew

The energy surged through him. He could feel the tingle as it wound its way down his limbs, almost as though it worked a bizarre magic across his body. Even his mind felt sharper, a keen blade that had been honed to a vicious point upon a whetstone…

Night Owl

Did that punctuation belong there? It didn’t look right. And that word, surely that made absolutely no sense to have it in the phrase she did. Or was it? Maybe she was overthinking it, after all she had been at it for well over five hours…