Kyle Reese has traveled backwards in time, not to save Sarah Connor, but to help her rewrite the faulty utility function of Skynet. Together, it's possible that they might avert Judgment Day and save the world from nuclear Armageddon - and hopefully create a utopia ruled over by an AI god in the process. Fully completed. Diverges wildly from canon. read more >>>>
Penul watched the tree grow. In only a few years it grew twice as tall as him. A few years later, it started producing seeds. Penul decided to come back into focus then. When he was fully corporeal again and he couldn't even perceive the movement of the sun, he walked over to the tree and laid a hand on it. He could feel the tree's life pulse, slow but comfortingly steady. Penul decided that this was a good tree, and so began to gather its seeds. Once he had gathered them all, he trotted off in the direction of the place he'd seen where the humans had cleared a large area of trees. Upon reaching it however, he saw that the humans had built many structures in the clearing they had made. Saddened, Penul went over and put the seeds next to one of the human structures, and unfocused a little. He quickly saw the humans return from wherever they had been and discover the seeds he had left. Instead of planting them, the humans threw them away. Penul was shocked, and not sure what to do, unfocused himself even more. read more >>>>
Giffon floated in darkness, staring at a single point of light, which had suddenly come into existence. Bright and red, the light cast itself upon his body, reminding him of his own hideousness. Writhing around in a vain attempt to distance himself from the light, Giffon quickly realized the hopelessness of his situation. And so, with a keen sense of despair, he resigned himself to being forever reminded of the reason he fled into the Void in the first place. The poor souls around him found the light a source of hope, but for Giffon, the sight of his demonic form bathed in blood-red was worse than any dark or isolation. read more >>>>
"So... drugs" Pilfrey said.
"No, no, my good man. Substances that will allow for some exciting ESP!" I corrected. read more >>>>
“Gramma, why does your face have so many lines in it?" I ask.
"Oh... well, they're sorta like tree rings. They show how old I am" my grandmother says with a smile. read more >>>>
The wizards said her soul was connected to a star that could only be seen from the south pole. Having finally arrived there, after months of travel, she felt a sense of peace she couldn't quite explain. Stepping out of the boat and onto the freshly fallen snow, she took a deep breath through the nose, savoring the feeling of the chill air in her lungs. She turned with a smile and gave the sailor who rowed her ashore a wave, and he in turn gave her a nod of farewell. She was determined to reach the summit of the nearest mountain by nightfall, but quickly realized that would be quite impossible.
Undaunted, she pressed on each day making her way up slowly but surely, until she finally arrived at the peak. There, she felt it appropriate to assume a posture of meditation. Upon closing her eyes, she saw something few mortals have ever seen. Spread out before her was a great spiraling pool of stars. She could sense her physical presence in a particular spot in the pool, as well as others like her, some in the sam read more >>>>
The Victorian Revival movement was arguably the best thing to happen to mankind in the latter half of the twenty-first century. The effects of globalization had caused culture worldwide to stagnate and innovation to come to a grinding halt. With nothing held sacred and a collective sense of complacency, humanity's hope for a bright, shining future had all but died. And so it was that a large portion of the artistic and philosophical communities kick-started a new renaissance based on the Victorian era of Great Britain. People all around the world welcomed this return to refined sensibilities and romanticism with open arms, as global society had grown tired of the bleak secularism that had dominated popular culture since the second World War.
The year is now 2091 AD, and across the globe, people are riding in self-driving carriages and going on holiday in the maria of the Moon. The Neochristian church has risen to the status of world religion, with the vast majority of the 11 billion people on earth declare read more >>>>
The Glass Palace was at once both a testament to the wealth of the Cylitian Empire and the madness of its emperor. The outer walls were as thick as any other castle's and said to be even stronger than walls made of stone. However, all the walls and floors inside the structure were much thinner, and as a result, perfectly see-through. This allowed for one at the very top of one of the castle's towers to look straight down and see everything below. The effect was quite stunning, but with it came the cost of privacy, even for the emperor himself.
Being a servant in the Glass Palace, and a woman at that, Lilith always felt exposed and hounded by the stares of all those who came to the castle on imperial business, especially the men. She couldn't even begin to understand why the emperor would build a castle where even his bedchamber was visible from the entryway. Of course, he was mad, so it made a sort of sense. Still, she hated the man for not only having the servants quarters visible from most everywhere in read more >>>>
She was a ghost. That is the only thing she knew when she awoke in the woods, floating above the newly dead body of a young woman. She could only assume that the body below her was her own, but she couldn't be certain. She started to look around for the killer, and then quickly realized she couldn't see anything. She could sense the body below her and the trees nearby, but she couldn't actually see them, as she had no eyes. Neither could she hear anything and she immediately recognized this to be a major hindrance to her finding the killer. She noticed a bird in a tree close by, and without really understanding what she was doing, reached out and seized hold of its faculties.
Now seeing through its eyes and hearing with its ears, she spread its wings and took off in search of the killer. Through its ears, she could hear the distant sound of someone running, and turned the bird in that direction. The bird was able to overtake the runner rather quickly, and without muc read more >>>>
As Peter sat praying, idly fidgeting with a string of beads, one of his crusaders came up to him.
"Monsieur Pierre, what is that in your hand?" read more >>>>
"You may ask two questions" the crows say in unison. "One answer for each ear."
"Very well. My first question is; what is the password to the Blood Sons' compound?" asks the man in the hood and cloak. read more >>>>
As Aleron stepped into the somnoscopic chamber, he made to glace back at his classmates, but professor Godwin caught him by the chin and turned his head forward.
"Show no fear, Aleron, lest your fear find you in the dark" the professor said ominously. read more >>>>
Ever since Megan's family had retreated into their underground shelter, she had taken comfort in the simple catharsis of washing dishes. She didn't quite understand why herself, but she figured that it must have been the shock of her life as a privileged teen in twenty-first century America coming to such an abrupt end. She had really never considered before then that her life would be anything other than as it was, but nuclear war had shown her just how much of a fool she was.
When her father had rushed his family into their private shelter, Megan was only fifteen, and had only sat in her new room in shock for that whole first day. Upon waking the next morning, she found that her mother had assigned her and her older bother chores for the first time in their lives. While she simply accepted this as her new life, her brother had not been nearly as understanding. read more >>>>
The City of Steel was a great and terrible sight to behold before the Almighty struck it down with fire and stone. Now, it is naught but a shadowed ruin, and is home to the godless and desperate. No honest folk dare venture into it, or anywhere near it for that matter. But Khindr was no sort of honest folk, and for that reason, and many others, he found himself before what remained of the City of Steel's western gates.
Welcome home, Khindr, you miserable wretch, he thought to himself. read more >>>>
There once was a river that began in the mountains. At first, the river was no more than a trickle coming off the mountain snow. Soon, the little trickle met other trickles and together they formed a little stream. The stream started making its way down the mountain, meeting other streams along the way. By the time they got down the mountain, they had become a creek. The creek made its way through the foothills at the base of the mountain, meeting there other creeks. After traveling together for some time, they formed a veritable river and the river ran proud and free away from the mountain where it was born. Smaller rivers joined the now great river, and soon the river was as wide as a valley and as mighty and as storm. The mighty river surged forward, knowing that nothing could stop it now. Then the mighty river met the sea, and the sea swallowed it whole. And the proud river was no more. read more >>>>