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The Jyro and Mystie Series
The Autumn Equinox was a few days ago, even though Autumn usually starts at the end of August up here in Oregon. And by that, I mean the weather dropped early and leaves changed color all too quickly. That's what usually happens up here in Oregon — don't ask me why, because I really don't know.
By Shyra Rodgers9 years ago in Futurism
The Nightmare/the Dream
THE NIGHTMARE January 2020 Dear 2017 Edyn, Greetings! I am writing you from the future. In three years you’ve accomplished so much! You were accepted to graduate school in San Francisco, your dream program, and was miraculously able to afford it. I graduated last May and was immediately offered a position at a local LGBTQ+ youth center in the heart of downtown. The money isn’t great, but you make a living doing something you love. Nanook, as always, is by your side. You’ve made new friends and are finally feeling happy…
By Edyn Schwartz9 years ago in Futurism
The War with a Sole Survivor
I’ve been training for this day my entire life. The day my combat training comes into play and I have to invade the Ovum Regno. The Ovum Regno is by far the most dangerous place our army knows of. Millions of us set out to find it a month, and only a few hundred make it there. Yet, even of those few hundred, we are told from the beginning that only one will be chosen to enter.
By Toy Caulder9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor - Chapter 3
Chapters 1 to 2 can be read at: Deep Sky Stories Chapter 3 - A Recurring Dream The dream began as one full of beauty and hope. It was the twilight before dawn and the sky was soft, deep velvet blue. The boy felt all weight fall away from him as he ran across his back yard. The tall grasses were damp and cool against his legs and he breathed calmly, deeply.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
Mirror Mirror
7/12/2083 I have seen Mackalya in my dreams again. Each night it becomes more and more real; her powers strengthening from my agonizing fear. Since the year '79, she has been working her way into my head to take over my thoughts and control me. I swear that I have seen her in person a few times, but it has to be impossible, as she is not real.
By Kaitlyn Marquette9 years ago in Futurism
Out of Time (1)
Curiosity led my eyes to wander the classroom, glancing at the watches on everyone's right wrist. From a distance, it was difficult to make out the grey, digital numbers on the little metal slits wrapped on. Though it was difficult, it was easy to make out a certain number. Zero. All the timers I could see had many zeros on them, meaning their journeys were to come to an end and the clocks would unlatch themselves forever. I looked back to my own watch and winced as if the numbers were a knife to the chest.
By Lily Russell9 years ago in Futurism
