Scene: The slums of Station 7A, RUST Co. Just off a forgotten, yet worn alley is a dive bar that never had a name. Citizens ignore the...

Loneliness is like a building, tall and strong, standing upon the edge of the sea. It is built by a man for families to live, and for...

Magnolias are beautiful. They stand tall, bloom violent pink flowers, and smell like a fresh LifeSup unit. They’re an ancient genus...

There was a night not so long ago, one when the air wasn’t quite as acrid and the company not quite as dismal as a cerebral amputee’s...

Music sang in her bones. The beats were nauseatingly deep, but she moved and ignored the liquid stinging her eyes. Dark lights flashed;...

I live in a digital world. Everything is simulated; from the smallest blade of grass to the mightest mountain, it’s all fake. Even...

You’re sitting in your favorite chair going about your nightly routine. The fan above, pumps far away, even electricity in the walls and...

Wind chimes sounded gently from outside the window. Summer birds flit through boughs of trees, landing naught for a moment to scoop a...