Memento
It was lonely in the sewer. It had never been so alone.
Its kind were all around it, floating in stagnant water. That meant nothing. The stool had no means of communication.
Are they like me? it wondered. Mute, miserable, each with its own story to tell, and no throat to voice, no lips to speak it? Or I am truly alone?
It didn’t know what was worse: to be the only sentient stool in a sewer fed by an entire city, or to live alongside a thousand other disembodied minds, each just ou

Drygestion
“Huff... huff...”
Natalie skidded to a halt in the middle of the gravel path, her running shoes kicking up a cloud of white-yellow dust. She panted and puffed, bent over, face red, hands on her thighs.
The jogger had once again missed her goal of running 2km without a break. She’d been training for months, and it never seemed to get any easier. Now she wiped her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand, shook her damp hair, and took a greedy swig from her water-bott

Forbidden Fruit
She could breathe. She was on an alien planet, her helmet was punctured, and she could breathe. That was the first miracle.
The second: beauty.
Meadows. Rushing water. Beds of flowers; flower-scent floating on the wind. Lush upstanding jungle trees. Paradise was hidden beneath the clouds of Pomona-Z5…
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The chain of events that led to this miraculous discovery had begun many years ago. Naomi and Mira