fantasy
Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.
From the 2nd Book, "Shaare Emeth: Gateway to Truth:" The Prologue, "Theodosian Decrees"
Namazu sat on a worn curule in a small, stifling room. Maarika stood in front of her holding an ancient copper ankh in her right hand. She looked frantically from the altar to the curtain behind which was a hidden door. Moments before, she hurriedly stuffed papyri, small statues, and incense in amphorae leaning against the wall. On pain of death, this temple would close or be destroyed. The Serapeum at Alexandria was burning. At this moment, Christian mobs were looting temples, burning sacred writings, and dragging devotees into the streets at Rosetta. Two priests threw themselves into burning shrines.
By Teresa McLaughlin9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Star Trek: This Side Of Paradise
Thursday 2 March 1967 "Who wants to counteract paradise, Jim boy?" There are two things I especially like in Star Trek. One is when the crew all start going out of their minds, and the other is when it's set on a familiar Earth type planet. So I enjoyed this week's episode.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
From the 6th book, "Amagi, the Restoration," Excerpt from the Chapter Called "The Chosen People"
“The Gods of old were not remote, celestial icons. They were flesh and bone, sinew and blood,” she said, standing in front of the altar. She looked at the crowded nave. More people were entering. No one was surprised more than she at increasing numbers.
By Teresa McLaughlin9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: The Moonbase – Part 3
Saturday 25 February 1967 "Clever. Clever. Clever." I like the Cybermen’s new voices. Perhaps not as easy to understand as the old ones but much scarier and more emotionless and robotic. Emotionless in tone mind you, but the dialogue still gives away emotional oddities. I’m not sure if “Clever. Clever. Clever.” is sarcasm at Hobson’s realisation of what the drops in air pressure indicated when the Cybermen got in, or self-congratulation. They also come out with words and phrases such as “excellent” and “stupid Earth brains”!
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Excerpt from the Chapter "The Perseus Spiral Arm" of the Book "To Break Bread with Strangers"
“Crossing in three hours,” Captain Hurin announced. Namazu bit her lip. “Hurin continued, “No activity in orbit,” she said referring to Ditallu, the first planet inside the border. “…a few dead scanners.”
By Teresa McLaughlin9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-Chapter 7
To Read Chapters 1 - 6, Go To: Deep Sky Stories and Illustrations. Chapter 7 - The Stranger He Knew Alex still remembered the dream that morning during breakfast and he nibbled half-heartedly at his cereal as he pondered it over and over again, staring off in a daydream. Mrs. Faraway noticed his glazed look and asked him if he had slept well.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
Excerpt from the Chapter, "The Tlaloc Wars of 1962" of the Book "Shaare Emeth: Gateway to Truth"
It looked like a moldy orange, putrid, pock-marked with uneven circles of white ash and darker eruption. White and brown blotches unevenly stretched across its surface. Patches of hot dust alternated with glaciers. Pulled and deformed, like a child playing with a ball of clay, Io, was the closest Galilean satellite.
By Teresa McLaughlin9 years ago in Futurism
Dyson Trio pt 1
“What in the name of, what happened?” Groaned Alexander as he came too and rubbed the temples of his pounding head. Lying on his right side, facing a wall, all he saw as he moved to a sitting position was a smooth blue white ceramic surface. He knew there were others in the room, but as they currently didn’t appear threatening, he focused on where he was. So far there was nothing that appeared helpful.
By daniel morris9 years ago in Futurism
Puzzle Master
Trent had been a puzzlemaster for a long time. Age had no meaning for him since Trent never kept track of the days. Trent couldn't have told you if it was a Saturday or a Thursday or what month it was. Years seemed to have flown by passing Trent like a river and he was unable to catch and hold any with his hands. Still Trent's work was simple easy enough to do. Trent sat in a bar in the middle of Krona. The largest city on Phobos the capital planet of the outer rim of the milky way. Trent had seen countless worlds and solved thousands of puzzles. The puzzles were the way people banked and hid treasures. The entire planet of Phobos was a large city buildings that were built taller every day so tall that the surface couldn't be seen from the tops of the buildings. The opposite was true as well, if you stood on the brick and asphalt streets you couldn't see the tops of the buildings.
By Adam McCaulley9 years ago in Futurism
Excerpt from the Chapter, "Her First Mission," of the Book "The Love of the Tayamni"
She walked along the uneven sidewalk in heels that pinched her toes, watching the concrete to avoid tripping over the cracked surface. That same day, she purchased clothing appropriate for the heat. The thin, cotton dress fluttered around her knees. Two old men seated on a bench between the sidewalk and the street, were fanning themselves. The top buttons on one man’s shirt were unfastened exposing gray chest hairs crookedly peering above his undershirt. The men spoke with thick Southern accents. She heard one of the men pronounce the word, “segregation.”
By Teresa McLaughlin9 years ago in Futurism
