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His mother had lain dead in the house for days, until a neighbor had become concerned. But the body had been taken away. The living
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His mother had lain dead in the house for days, until a neighbor had become concerned. But the body had been taken away. The living
One day your heart is thump…thump…thumping and the next, the musical rhythm is gone. The warmth in your veins has now turned to ice. Life
3. Coma A kind pointy woman with glasses on a lanyard around her neck, in an office in Seventies brown, said that she couldn’t be
Dr. Andrew Lerner leaned back in his leather chair, running a hand through his blond hair. Dr. Serena Mulligan, a paleontologist, had found his writings
As our readers know, the upcoming presidential election will be one of vital importance not only to our nation, but to the world. However, with
So, I entitled this review of The Peripheral 1.3 “John Snow,” even though it had an already excellent title, “Haptic Drift”. Here’s why: First, John
Len put down the book. He’d been kidding himself for an hour at least; the sweater wasn’t enough. The place was just too darn cold.
Squamous turned right on Second. The Pinto squealed a bit, but it usually did that on sharp turns, and there was probably nothing supernatural about
The Girl She ducked down behind the sleigh; the light couldn’t reach her there. The man whistled along to the tune and walked between the
Derrick figures he could slip out during the “free time” they have every day and get away. He looks across the room at the clock
Melton Welch rubbed his eyes. After an all night session at the computer, his eyes itched and his hands were cramping. He thought there might
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part One Torren looked at
Can one phone alert change the world? Trigger warnings: Language, parental loss and talk of suicide I’m in freefall. Moses, who runs the canteen, says
“This was a mistake,” yelled Dave as he stared out the window at the dark, lurching shapes gathering even faster than the gloomy clouds on
Paul Flinchbaugh caught the elevator just before the doors closed, and patiently rode up to the seventh floor. Patiently, because the elevator was crowded, and
The Johnson’s house sits high above the desolate urban sprawl, among gently waving trees and yellow flowers. Standing by the road, you see the large,
Barret P. Bungate, Director of the Parallel Project, loomed over the edge of the cubicle and stared down at Avery Gibbart, his eyes colder than
Most kids, as they approach high school graduation, are faced with hard choices. Should I go to college? A college near home, or one in
***Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ ____________________________________________________________________ (Photo Cover Credit- Myself) Part Four ———- After the Headmaster’s presentation
Who took Lev’s tea? The disappearance of his tea in episode 1.4 of The Peripheral on Amazon Prime Video was an another signalic moment, just
If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Six “I think we
3/25 Exvoon Faculty Met my new class today. I don’t anticipate making much use of the database system this quarter; the students all seem motivated,
“Monster,” says Malik, and points to a spot in the metal pole. “That’s a snail,” I say. “It’s an insect, I guess. Their shell protects
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Three Once again, he
Purr Mission Tale #1 in the Herc Tom, Champion of the Empire series Copyright 2011 by William Mangieri I stroked Kat’s fur and pressed my
Disclaimer: The quote in this story: A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us is from philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. **** Dragons didn’t exist.
“You know, Billy,” said George Washington, “When I was a young boy my mother used to say something to me, by way of encouraging me
Mary runs to the old chipped white bench in front of Pvt. Greene’s grave and plops down. She feels the tears streaming down her cheeks
Tom’s smug appreciation of the great shrouded form squatting in the middle of the lab was interrupted by the ding of the elevator. The doors
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Three Torren approached his
It all happened because of the grapes. It wasn’t often that any fresh fruit at all was sent to the Issap Station. Oh, the diplomats
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Three Everyone looked around
Graeme Wood turned the newspaper to Local News, folded it, and smoothed it flat on the plastic table in front of him. The waitress passed
“Kang!” came Kodos’ deep, booming voice. “I think I’ve found something.” “What is it?” Kodos pulled up the chart. “Do you see the third planet
“Pass me the orb already, Eloa!” “You have an orb yourself, Sirri. You’ve got tons of them.” “Well, not right here. Besides, they’re getting all
“First Contact” commemorative limited edition set (United States, 2019) Marble pieces, marble board. This set and a variety of other commercial products were manufactured to
The forcebeams were almost invisible, thin shafts of gleaming air. As they cut into the limestone, a slight spray of dust erupted at the point
The morning of my wedding, the sky was clear, a plane of burning blue. My evening suit hung out on a coathanger over the closet
***Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ ____________________________________________________________________ (Photo Credit- Myself) Part Two The man felt as though he
There is a folk tale that all people are tied to their destined husband or wife by a red string that no-one can see. I
Gleepglop-Geep is curled up under the dried leaves, warm and comfortable. But not sleeping! Gleepglop-Geep knows that sleeping is dangerous, and she is far too
Lieutenant David Moy bit his lower lip and looked back up at the eighteenth story ledge. The wind blustering along the street took one look
Welcome, new employee, to the Superior Firms family of companies! We are gratified that you have joined us. However, as we are sure you (singular,
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Five Nya staggered to
Leonides didn’t know when he had started searching for signs that something was wrong. It couldn’t have been right after he had got Herma back.
The bulky figure stooped, bringing its head close to the ground, as if sniffing out a trail. Its electronic eyes whirred and the machine pistols
If the most decorated, educated biologist in history — past, future, or present — was given the power to play God for the sole purpose
Mary has been trapped in this dark moonlit cemetery for an undetermined amount of time. She had been free of this place once, living among
“Feels good to finally be off that blasted ship.” Ben breathes in so deeply that his shoulder rubs against my bare one, a touch so
***Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ ____________________________________________________________________ (Photo Credit – Myself) Part One Nehemiah White stood up, glaring
I wasn’t expecting anything. Yet, there it was. The unmistakable drone of the … well … drone dropping a package on the front stoop. I
Quick Author’s note: I’m back! Thank you everyone for your patience! I will be uploading two segments this week. The tech issues have (for now)
The ceiling opened and the Priest Judge Arbitrator descended into the Control Center. Tloygruu bobbed his head up and down the correct number of times,
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Five Nya’s alarm clock
Everything was burning. The flames reached high into the sky, the smoke blocking out any sign of light. There were screams and crying from every
“In a Flash” Story #1 in the Detective Jimmy Delaney series Copyright 2011 by William Mangieri He’d lose his badge if they caught him doing
Otto von Korek was born on March 14, 1717, in the German State of Thuringia to parents of noble birth, but modest means. Little of
It hit the floor with a thud. She watched in horror as the pumpkin basket bounced merrily off the floor of the patio scattering her
Miranda opens her eyes to a blur of shapes surrounding her. She feels damp all over and the cool temperature in the room causes her
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Two They crossed the
The new researcher arrived just as Jennifer finally got the chance to sit down with a cup of coffee. Cleaning out the chimp section was
“Rob, just listen to me for a sec. I’m not talking about anything that’s actually immoral. Nobody gets hurt.” Weldon Brown pushed the hair back
Esme took a deep breath of the fresh forest air and let it out in a sigh. She hated how nervous she was getting. She
Energy surged through his sinews as he ran effortlessly through the shadow-splashed night, metal-banded legs stretching and springing as they churned the decaying detritus of
This entire story already exists, but you are only experiencing it one word at a time as you move forward through it. You could, if
It was only when Esme looked out that expanse of glass before her did she truly come to realize she was no longer on the
Gideon opened his eyes, narrowed into slits from the sunlight that streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. The palm and orange trees, a cluster of
The wind screamed past her, rippling over Spant’s skimship in tiny, flashing waves. She shot between two Andean mountain peaks at Mach four. One of
“What if?” is the essence of genre fiction. What if monsters were real? What if mankind had faster-than-light travel? What if there was a world
I got home around noon, locked my doors and shut my blinds before I became the Corax and took off my new armor to work
Here is the latest update, brought to you by the Lonesome Planet Travelers Advisory Board, as certified by the Local Group. Those of you who
“Every media outlet, every channel, every neurofeed; heck, we even got every linkstream hooked up for this, boss. This’ll be the fight of the century!”
When the elevator stops on the third floor, May Bell is guided out. She’s still frazzled by the strange world that surrounds her. As they
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Three Nya stood next
Their second honeymoon was going as well as Aidan hoped it would. He and Nicole needed to repair the rift in their relationship caused by
I slipped on the wet pavement. I got to my feet and soon discovered it was five hours earlier. This was not the first time
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Six The man felt
This star exploded. A hundred years or so later, one of the resulting cosmic rays entered the back of Raymond Wiench’s right hand as he
“The wise man pulls not at loose thread, unless he has learned to fly.”—Proverbs of the Skyborn Gas flares whooshed, keeping the silk balloons plump,
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Jody Kouistra sighted along the barrel of her telescope. It was a beautiful clear October night, the stars close enough to get tangled in her
“Bella! Bella!” The horrible screech caused Dr. Crawley to fumble the test tube, and a single drop flew out and hit the surface of the
***Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ ____________________________________________________________________ (Photo Credit- Myself) Part One Commander Torren Egress paused outside the
Camera 1: Opening shot of the Panorama logo. Zooming in to a two-shot on Tarbox and Madrazo. Then Camera 1 close-up on Tarbox Grant Tarbox
“You’ve caused untold damage to the economy. You understand that, don’t you?” Senator Lantis scowled at her like the crotchety old grandfather he surely was,
(Photo Cover Credit- Myself) Prologue “Aaron Claviss White,” read the familiar writing across the inner cover of the small journal Nya White clutched in her
Things at the farmhouse were all right for a few days. Svetlana fell into a routine of filling out medical charts three times a day,
I remember a childhood that didn’t exist. Hot apple pies cooling on park benches. Small toes pressed into scorching white sand. Snowball fights leaving crisp,
#1 1/9/12 Hey Cat, We finally did it! The time machine works. The blokes are talking about trying to sell it to some big technology
Maris stepped outside in the stadium and felt the world narrow. The detox, hours of looking down into the toilet bowl, dad’s still upturned face
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Beep. The digits flashed on Inna’s BitWatch at exactly midnight: $1000.00. She held her breath, half- expecting the shriek of her Aunt Li’s alarm clock,
Grant Gatzke pointed with a shaking finger. “There’s one. A Pepsi, I think. It’s got that color.” Metallic blue glimmered in the weeds at the
Mate? Bear young? Out of the question for such as those who obstinately follow the Doctrine of the Rounded Home! There. It had been said,
Maria sat by the computer on the varnished side-table and dad lay curled up in the couch watching some discussion program she couldn’t focus on.
“Those the screening results?” Skemp asked. He put down his coffee. “Yep,” Gomes said. He put the files down on the table and sat down
***Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ ____________________________________________________________________ (Photo Cover Credit- Myself) Author’s Note: Because this segment is so
*** Want to start at the beginning? Here’s the link to the prologue: http://simily.co/all-stories/maryandramb/s-o-s-searching-out-souls/ _____________________________________________________________________ (Cover Photo Credit – Myself) Part Five Before she knew
The city sprawled below like a field of stars, each light a distant life unaware of the violence above. I stood on the edge of
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