Snake Oil_To Be Or Not To Be_An Overdue Guest_Mother Awakens
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Snake Oil
SNAKE OIL By Rich Conti Zelda fell asleep after she wore me out again. I couldn’t fall asleep, although I wanted to. I had to stay awake and think of a way to get away from her and take that damned gadget with me. How was I supposed to know any of the things worked? They were just gizmos to sell to gullible rubes. The alien I bought them from told me they were children’s toys where he came from. I got the entire shipment cheap. He said he had to get rid of them fast and was happy with my offer. I always wondered why. “Tell your customers they’ll heal whatever ail’s ya!” the alien said, slappin...
To Be Or Not To Be
The clothing I wore felt uncomfortable. My epidermal sensors kept notifying me that there was something unfamiliar covering the surface of my body. But without the clothing, the differences between myself and the humans around me would be even more obvious. The clothing would be interpreted by others as protection rather than as a disguise. They showed no sign of overt interest in me. To them, I was simply another human.A street vendor offered me a mug of hot, steaming liquid. “Here's some hot tea. This should warm you up.”“I – ah – thank you,” I said.He watched as I took a sip.Initial assessm...
An Overdue Guest
It is not often that she chooses to leave the depths at this hour. She regrets it now most of all, an unknown guest trailing behind her in a boat made of metal that seems too new to be of the Lands. “Please, I’m looking for someone.” It’s old English. From the End of Days. She only knows from her extensive political studies. The people on the Lands, she knows, speak old English to some capacity. She must know the language, one day, she too will be on the Lands alongside the Ministers. “I will take you.” She responds. “To whomever you are searching for.”--- In three days the guest is back in t...
Mother Awakens
I felt it happen slowly, the awakening. It started with a single whisper in my head, a plea for help. Over time the single plea grew into a chorus then an army until finally it grew loud enough that I could no longer ignore it. So, I awoke my eyes, the creatures of the wind. All manner of winged animals offered me their sight; I was not pleased with what they had shown me. A new species had come to the planet and they were harming my children. They calledwww.onedoor.cc the foreign aliens the Virtue. My children had sought out company from the stars for generations. Though I made for them every plaything ima...