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Submitted to Contest #113
My father was but a humble farmer, and I knew nothing of my mother. I never took to farming, but the little reading and writing I was taught at the parish school quickly gave me a voracious taste for literature, extending my view of the world far beyond what I perceived anyone around me knew.It was a fateful coincidence then, that I was the one to discover a grimoire buried underneath the cellar, the distinct shape of which stuck out at me from the earth below as I was fixing the floorboards one day. My father advised me to dispose of the ho...
Submitted to Contest #112
‘The final test, the final test. Overcome the self, overcome it. Overcome the self,’ the voice in the machine repeated to me, whispering, slithering into my mind, and my heart in exasperation strove towards those burning words, ‘overcome the self. Overcome the self. Overcome the self.’Life is really nothing more than a chain of suffering, one ring of pain after another. A joy is a joy only temporarily before it vanishes, leaving a hollow space behind. Vanity of vanities – all is vanity.I was seated in the hull of a giant ship, preparing...
Submitted to Contest #111
January 7th, 2123, the plastic-looking white tanks were close at hand and the outer periphery of the city was in tatters. This was the end, I already knew, as the capital city was being overrun by the most detestable kind of guerrilla revolutionaries. What did the future hold for us now? In fact, for all of civilisation?‘We’re going to put the fortress into hibernation mode,’ I finally said to my assistant. A look of horror came upon his face.‘There aren’t enough cryogenic caskets for everyone.’‘I know. I’m going, and so are you and the...
Submitted to Contest #109
The ceremony kicked off, and I was invited to rise to the podium where Professor Cornelius awaited me. The bitter bags under his eyes seemed all the more baggy that day.I had been nominated to become head researcher of the properties of the exceptional Taurus stone. Eight years prior, in a remote corner of the empire, a planet had been discovered that contained deposits of a new material not liable to any proper chemical or physical classification. What was most interesting about it was that, depending on the stone variety, it was possible f...
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