There’s a certain level of indolence that creeps into the psyche of those who have undergone the transubstantiation that typifies
Transcript from a conference given by Dr. Lewis Pellas on Evolutionary Neuroscience and Quantum Biology January 2nd, 2051 A.D.
I awoke in a haze like a coddled child; a hibernated husk of a person. Hallucinatory undulations of an aurora
September 29, 2084, Midnight The square slums of Sector G were bustling with the livelihood of a Byzantine marketplace;
Peace of mind was not something I was afforded in life. When Walter Mabry had lined up the row of
The engine of a stolen car looking like a grin expelling flames and fumes from its grillwork, the spires of
The Exilarch I sat hunched over at my kitchen table, staring at an empty bowl of black bean soup,