Retroverser_Amber Waves_Wave Barer_After the Cleansing
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Retroverser
I don't really know what to do now. There is no Internet anymore. The last piece of the Internet the world was concerned about was that crowdfunding page. I saw it too. It was good This is what it said:“Funded in 1 hour!” (Imagine thatwww.onedoor.cc!)“Have you ever sent a mail or a text that you regretted the moment you hit the “send” button, or later, when the consequences backfired? Have you sent a mail to your boss’ secretary the day after your wild office party, thanking her for the great after-party you two had in her room, and mistakenly hit the “Send-To-All” button, thereby losing both your job and y...
Amber Waves
A single bead of sweat rolled down Zeke’s soiled forehead as he hammered a rivet into the side of the silo. He dropped his hammer into the dirt and ran his hand over the curved aluminum siding. Zeke let out a long exhale.When he was in his twenties, Zeke loved to correct people over the classification of wheat. The setup was simple. Whenever Zeke was at a party and people got to making small talk about what they did, he mentioned that he designed grain elevators. Someone would pontificate, “Wheat is a type of grass,” to which Zeke would retort, “Actually, the wheat kernel is a variety of caryo...
Wave Barer
The sun was rising over the horizon, bathing everything on the beach in an eerie glow. Arlena and I picked our way across the littered sand to the water's edge. Arlena took out her long silver tube and pointed it towards the water. This was all part of the ritual. Next she would sigh and tut over whatever it was that she saw out there. She would then fold up the instrument and place it back into the ceremonial satchel. She made a circle in the sand, drawing it lovingly with the carved wand. This is the part where she always sends me away. I am always told that this part of the ritual could on...
After the Cleansing
The dreadnaught thundering overhead drowned out her voice.“What did you say?” I leaned in close, raising my voice.“It's nothing. Maybe we can talk again tomorrow after you leave manufacturing.” Jessie grazed her hand through my hair as she pulled away, leaning into the buffeting wind as she turned and walked away.I tossed up the hood on my gamma coat and headed back to my quarters. The dry wind was tearing at me. It was ridiculously hot for the season. Sweat crawled down my nose and cheeks, salting my cracked lips. Dimly lit vacant streets howled for the heavy thud of meta boots.My thoughts pe...