Prompt: An advance in technology limits the evolutionary potential of the human species.
Each of the eight was the first of their generation to see anything other than their domes. The domes weren’t bad homes, just limiting. For the humans, only 1400 could live inside comfortably. Luckily, the women had somehow gotten into the habit of only having twins and only having them when they were needed. Continue reading
Author’s Note: this story is one of my earliest, and is currently in need of alterations and structural editing.
Two brothers adjust to their daily life as grunts in a future conflict, marching across the waves of the sea in special boots…
(reading time: 57 minutes)
Perfect Stride
“No! It took me ages to find that Dino!” The purple cowry shell broke the water’s surface and quickly sank, belching up two small bubbles from its interior. A blue gloved hand tried to follow it but couldn’t catch the shell in time. It was soon out of sight in the depths. They were almost four miles offshore now, so there was little chance a sandbar had cushioned it in a shallow spot. Gemini would have gladly dived in after it, even if the water was boiling, but if he broke stride he would surely perish. Continue reading
Blaine Arcade 