Beneath the Canyons

“The difference,” said Detective Shawn Trenton, “between successful people and unsuccessful people is in your definition of success.” The argument … More

Strained Servers

“A day is like a pool of water. It looks permanent, it looks still, like it’s always there, but it … More

Feeding Frenzy

The warm, acidic sea teased the arctic coastline, just a few feet from the entrance of the seed bank. It … More

The Lithium Murders

My phone battery was dead. I was on my own. I heard them sneaking around in the overgrown garden of … More

Paranoidia

It was a rude awakening. The holo-link even woke my children, they stirred in the darkness of their bedrooms and … More

The Testament Collector

The pile of bodies was fresh, I knew that much from the lack of stench, and the blood was wet. … More

The Burning Lands

As Fire Response Marshal, Chuck Seager had a high life insurance. His wife had long left him but his estranged … More

Karma Cops

The five surly policemen were practiced at being intimidating. They walked like lions, padding through the plains, unafraid of any … More

Monsters of Mars

“That…That is a monster.” He was right. He did what anyone would do when faced with a monster. He took … More

Countdown to Zero

Like most people, the best part of the day for Harrison was the preparation in the morning. From his pillow … More

Boiling Point

When a kettle boils, it’s like a small scream. But in a long day those small screams need to happen. … More

Lily’s Truth

“There is no such thing as human rights. If you are lucky enough to live in a country that nurtures … More

The Agreement

There are no laws on Mars, just agreements. I say this because when the extraction ship comes in 126 sols, … More

Reap

“You reap what you sow.” When he said it, initially, I felt at a loss. I had nothing to say … More

Into the Foodchain

I had wandered into the shell of a hotel in the town’s central square, stepping over the twisted, looping vines … More

Cultured

It had been an uncomfortable journey, reaching the old hunter’s shack. I had taken the bumpy, pitted backroads in the … More

The Hate Room

It struck me, every movie I enjoyed celebrated the victors who were most violent, who dominated, who won through slaughter. … More

The Filter

What is reality? It’s whatever you see, you hear, you believe. It’s what you are shown. The filter was painless … More

The Lost Travellers

Onan There were three thumps on the door. Tom Lowe’s eyelids unfurled so shapes emerged within the room. A chair, … More

First World Riot

There comes a moment in every era, where people see right through their leaders. Like a blinding light in the … More