Reese Blaise

“Project Suraci and the Suns of Man - Part I” by Reese Blaise

I was just a child when they stole the night. At first, people were confused. Then they were angry. My father cursed the sun in rage as my mother held me close in fear. The whole world looked up at the sky, waiting for the night that never came.Jans Furman, the billionaire tech founder and unofficial spokesman of the Techno-elite, initiated a worldwide simulcast. "Fellow citizens of the world," he began in his deep baritone voice, "Our collective hubris and arrogance have brought our ecosystems to the brink of catastroph...

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“A Transformation” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #98

It was five or six years ago when I first noticed the antennae growing out of my dad’s head. He assured me that they had always been there, but I was skeptical. Seems like something I would have remembered. My mom didn’t seem to think much of it, but then again, she was busy trying to cover up the thick trail of slime secreting from her pores. And my brother Allen was scurrying headfirst down his own strange hole. But I’...

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“The Arrival of the Grym” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #97

Aeron watched as the amber light of the blood moon crept above the forest canopy, illuminating his shaggy crop of brown hair. He stood on his tiptoes, peering out into the wooded shadows, waiting for the Grym to appear. Father Feran was busy in the other chamber, preparing for the arrival. “Get away from that window, boy. He’ll be here soon enough and you best be asleep when he arrives,” Feran shouted over the crashing o...

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“The Breath We Share” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #94

Ship Log; June 27th, 3095, 17:34 OST; Private H. L. Jansen, Pilot, First Class, Deep Space - Terrestrial Division; “Everybody is dead. I don’t know how I survived. Why I survived. I’ve been here 8 months, trapped. But I have to leave now. My supplies are low and I’m running out of oxygen. By my estimates, the other ship crashed 25 miles northeast of here. I don’t know if anybody ther...

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“The Manticore” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #93

Manticore (n) - /man(t)iˌkôr/ - A legendary creature having the face of a man, the body of a lion, and the tail of a scorpion. “Hi. My name is Manti,” I say in a friendly tone of voice while slowly extending my hoof so as not to alarm you. We shake, firmly but not too firmly, while maintaining strong eye contact. You tell me your name, and I immediately repeat it back to you, and then offer up an innocuous comment about the weather, or the venue decor, or perhaps even a positive compliment about your attire, just to get ...

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“The Pale Lady” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #92

EVENING“There have been a lot of wild rumors surrounding your life, so I’d like to begin with just the facts,” the young woman said, fumbling with her tape recorder in the darkness.“Lead the way,” encouraged the older lady with a chuckle. “But you may find that facts and rumors look awfully similar in the dark.”“First, you were born Anna Prescott in the Eastern Demilitarized Zone. Your parents died when you were young and you were sent to the Riverside Youth Education Faci...

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“The Annex” by Reese Blaise

Submitted to Contest #91

I wake up in the library. It’s the middle of the day. No. Wait. I wake up in the library. It’s the middle of the night.  That’s right. The lights were off. The building was quiet. It was the middle of the night and the library was closed. That’s the last thing I remember. Then why do I hear people upstairs? Why does my phone say it’s 2:30 in the afternoon?

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