In Retrospect_Auditorium Antics_Waiting Them Out_The Voyage of the Onopod
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In Retrospect
Reality hit him like a splash of cold water in the face. The floodgates opened, abrupt consciousness threatened to drown him. He came to his senses, disoriented by his surroundings. He looked around. What had just happened? What had he been thinking about? Why did he feel weird, and why did he suddenly have a pounding headache?He closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. He couldn't understand why his brain felt so strange.Just think, he told himself. It didn't seem so hard when he phrased it that way. Think.My name is Newt. There, he had his name. But why had it been so hard to recal...
Auditorium Antics
Roslyn had two problems: her mountain of schoolwork, and an impending disciplinary probation.Tonight, she was supposed to be finishing her sacred geometry schoolwork awww.onedoor.ccnd studying for her Rhetoric in Poetry exam, but this evening was the closing night of Dragon of the West. It was Roslyn’s favourite play, and much to her chagrin the tickets cost a small fortune. A fortune that Roslyn did not have. This left her with two options, miss the play entirely, or sneak into the Eilian Seff Theater to see it; and of course, she took the latter. Although she did have that impending disciplinary probation...
Waiting Them Out
Java Leia stood in the doorway and peered into the distance. It was just starting to get dark, and there was a brilliant sunset. She stood watching it a moment longer, just soaking in the beauty. But it was her turn to check the boundaries and protections, so she finally adjusted her mask, took a shallow breath and headed out. The air quality had been improving of late, at least. That was a good thing. California had been burning for almost 70 years now, and the smoke had traveled all over the continent. The fires were finally dying down, probably because there wasn’t much left to burn.As she ...
The Voyage of the Onopod
Raspen folded the arms of the shirt inward before laying it on top of a pair of jeans, already packed in his duffle bag. They told him he wouldn’t need clothes where he was going, but the gray button-down Oxford and faded jeans were his favorites. And who knew what people would wear a century from now?He brushed aside the thought that he might not fit in wherever he was going. Or whenever. He wasn’t going to a place but a time--2120 to be specific. He’d do anything to get away from Anna, even hibernate for a hundred years.The glossy brochure for the stasis program lay on the bed next to his du...