The room was largely empty. No door. No windows. No defined entry or exit. Nothing, save for a chair, a table and a small button atop its surface.
Pressed
A Final Formality
Tora dangled her legs over the ledge and swung them back and forth, watching as the final dying stars flickered far below. The light they gave off was little more than a feeble blue glow, struggling to light the small clump of earth that Tora sat on, a small floating chunk less than two metres across in any direction...
Volaten Vedor
%%556781...SYSTEM ENABLE TRIGGER… INSTANTIATE AUDIO INSTANTIATE VIDEO GENERATE AUDIO: ‘VOLATEN PROVISIONS. CONNECTING HOME COOKING TO YOU.’
Broken Birds
Jonah folded the piece of paper over again between his fingers, running the back of his nail along the edge to smooth out the crease. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. The cheap, plastic edges had been pressing into his legs for hours, and he could feel his feet beginning to tingle as they lost... Continue Reading →
Yash #19
FILE: AUDIO LOG ENTRY // YASH TIR-REL // RESEARCH COORDINATOR RESEARCH TEAM PYTHEAS SUBJECT: PYTHEAS PROJECT PROGRESS REPORT #19 %%ERROR#881%% FILE PARTIALLY OVERWRITTEN // UNKNOWN USER A1: Yash Tir-Rel. Research director. Research team Pytheas. Report number nineteen made at two fifty-eight. [IRREGULAR TAPPING] A2: The efforts of the Pytheas team continues to provide results at... Continue Reading →
Galanet Transmission
EXE_558370%##SYSTEMBOOT EXE_$A_001|“Welcome to Galanet. Please input service location and transmission ID.”| INPUT(AMURIN, [REDACTED]) EXE_558372(INPUT)%##TRANSMISSION OPEN -CONNECTING LINE- . .. ... -CONNECTION SUCCESSFUL- EXE_559101#%%TRANSCRIPT RECORD [SILENCE] T.H: Hello? [SILENCE] T.H: Hello? I’m looking for- ??: Think you got the wrong line. T.H: No, no! I’m sure I put it in right? Look, I’m looking fo, uh-... Continue Reading →
Crimson’s Creative Challenge – Waves
Lalbert leaned his arms against the rusted railing and listened to the hushed crash of waves in the distance. The ebb and flow of the water. The churning froth that sighed as it rolled in along the sand...
Crimson’s Creative Challenge – High Places
‘Not scared are you?’ ‘Me? No!’ Aya snapped, her knuckles white as she clutched the bar and her feet dangled over the drop.
Home is Distant – ‘Glisten’ #writephoto
“Do you think it’s far?” Henry asked as he pushed a soot stained finger through a hole in his coat, pushing the woollen threads wider apart.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge – Holes in Cubes
Decided to jump back in and try out something for Crimson's Creative Challenge this week! First thoughts for some reason were portals when I saw this weird little cube.
Thomas Roland 