Half Past Midnight
The decommissioned maglift convulses during its thousand kilometer climb, but the fear of plummeting does not dissuade my haste. Above the dark, ice-sheathed oceans, a stranger awaits.Centuries had passed since…
Silence Descends
Blinking rapidly, she gazes upwards as another plummeting star enters the atmosphere, its beautiful, blazing journey ending beyond the mountain ridge.'Carla, come on, he's going to speak,' shouts Arik, his…
Regular Medicine
Time heals all wounds.That was what people said anyway, but Solomon Hart wasn’t so sure. He looked over at his sister, huddled in one over-crowded corner of their hab-block. Her…
Our Song
It's Getting Pretty Grimdark In Here... The following story includes depictions of body horror that some readers may find disturbing. Reader discretion is advised. × ‘I was not born here,’…
Pain is Only Fair
I The rain fell upside down in the orange sunset as I looked at the corpse of my partner. The anti-grav engines of the hover tank above me parted the…
The Case of the Wayward Warehouse Worker
My name is Quintus Atticus Agrippa. A name long on words and short on meaning. I’m just a man trying to get by in His Imperium like everyone else. I…
The Driver
I’m a driver. I take people where they need to go. Who I am is unimportant. My face is forgettable, my name doesn’t matter. I’m just another citizen in the vastness that is the Imperium. I am, however, a professional.
Awake
His stare is unintentional. How fruitlessly he tries to watch the sunlight fall upon the kitchen floor, and the steam rises from the browning nylons. Yet everything in that worldly,…
Broken Heroes
The Dead Head launched itself up the tower wall, powerful front claws ripping at the stone and crumbling masonry as it tried to reach them. The thing was the size…
A Wondrous Little Thing
It began with a crack on the wall. It was during a standardised eight-minute sustenance period, wherein manufactorum grunt #996978 was struggling to operate the protein tube dispenser. Grunt #996978,…