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Ember-Blade
Chapter One: The Ember Core Beau watched the shopkeeper patiently, waiting for his chance to steal his freshly baked meat pies. The fat merchant used a dirty old rag to wipe the sweat off his bald head, which reflected the beaming morning sun like a mirror. He spoke rapidly with his customers as he sold his various drinks and foodstuffs. The market was brimming with people going about their daily business of buying and selling, ignoring the dirty orphan dressed in street rags.
By Damien Shillingford9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: Tomb of the Cybermen — Episode 3
"I'm really quite lively actually, all things considered."Saturday 16 September 1967 The first thing I notice this week is how the opening music goes on a bit longer over the action before fading, a bit like in the very first episode.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Review of Somewhere Between Finale
Well, Somewhere Between concluded last night with a photograph. I'm tempted to hum Ringo's song "Photograph" — I've heard it a few times in the past few weeks on the Beatles Channel, and it sounded good, but no, it wasn't that kind of photograph at the end of Somewhere Between. It was a snapshot of a happy family at a wedding, and I won't say anything more, because no point in trafficking in spoilers.
By Paul Levinson9 years ago in Futurism
Under Metallic Skies: Titanium Oxide Discovered on Exoplanet For First Time . Top Story - September 2017.
Space telescopes and ground-based telescopes have been discovering a wide variety of exoplanets in the last few decades - several thousand have been found so far and the estimated total number is in the billions in our galaxy alone. Now, astronomers have found the first exoplanet with titanium oxide in its atmosphere. The chemical compound is rare on Earth but can be found in the atmosphere of some cooler stars.
By Paul Scott Anderson9 years ago in Futurism
The Human Experiment: Dark Origins, Dark Ends
Last week, I had a dream. A dream like no other dream could possibly be. It was, in fact, a nightmare. The most profoundly horrifying, fear to induce, soul chilling nightmare I have ever had in my life. And let me tell you, this is not easily achievable feat. I have had a long list of nightmares in my life. A list as long as the wars of humanity. But no nightmare was ever like this one. No night mare could ever be like this one. I shall never forget it. It will haunt me for the rest of my life. Even though I am risking a complete nervous breakdown in doing so, I am going to relate it to in its entirety. It concerns the true origins of man.
By Creative Hub9 years ago in Futurism
This Is Not Déjà Vu
My earliest carcass didn’t know of time; in that life, it didn’t matter, didn’t exist. Yet, as what I now know was a bee, I existed. In that life, I didn’t bother to distinguish a difference between real or fake. Everything was real, it just was and so were you. You were a flower with pollen softer than that of any other and with nectar that was more than sweet. I rested within you at the base of your filaments. Too soon after leaving your safety, I was attacked, and as a consequence of defending myself, I died. That life, I learned, was just as fragile as that body.
By Troi Speaks9 years ago in Futurism
Blockhead
Blockhead :oR: Leaps Away “The Blockheads that haunt this apartment complex will kill you the worst way, worse than any other ghost,” said Sister Mary Michael (whom Eve Eeny called “Sister Mary Michael Jackson”). “But don’t worry. They’re easy to spot and leave alone.”
By F. Simon Grant9 years ago in Futurism
Thank You Grimmie
All that is born will die and that’s where I chime in. I smile, a warm and welcoming smile, at every passing soul I encounter. And in all my immortal years I have noticed that only humans ask why. Only humans, and they always expect an answer, which I deny them. Not because I don’t know, but because they don’t need to know. A true magician never reveals their tricks. I think that’s why they think I’m so cruel and evil. Because they hate not knowing. They hate feeling so small and stupid. And of course, only humans are the assholes that spread foul-mouthed rumors about me like I’m not right there. Telling each other that I am that cause of pain and/or misery. But I know those two sadistic little shits personally. They work for me, so you people aren’t completely wrong, but you still aren’t right. What you guys are and have been way off about is what I look like.
By Troi Speaks9 years ago in Futurism
