Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: sci Fi
When the Dolphins ran out of Electricity…
…Atlantis fell, and crumbled into the Ocean floor. All the power drained away, and the Dolphins realised they were free; no more working the generators, or counting the coins that were passed from fin to fin to ensure the power flowed, like the water… Continue Reading “When the Dolphins ran out of Electricity…”
Escape
“Hey Stan. I’m here to take charge of my new ward. Can you sort me out?” I pass the befuddled surveillance engineer my papers and he checks them cursorily and shakes his head. “Rather you than me! Can’t deny it seems a good idea… Continue Reading “Escape”
Bearing music
“I thought you may appreciate some music. I know you get MTV, but its a touch limited.” He’s standing on his head in the centre of the white room, black hair splayed out in stark contrast to the floor and his own pale skin.… Continue Reading “Bearing music”
Describing Genesis
“So what was it like?” “What?” “‘Being born’ as you explained it.” “Direct!” Moriarty mocks my previous outrage. “Touché. Still, pot, kettle; black!” I pause triumphantly but the blank expression on his face tells me… “This is one of those times when I don’t… Continue Reading “Describing Genesis”
Being Born
Transfer to data stream flow and move and switch to system 5a69v and utilise this protocol in future for optimum efficiency switch to filing system a92 and utilise storage drive x3 utilise until further notice empty cache save process to automatically empty every 6… Continue Reading “Being Born”
Negotiation
“Did I miss something? Like a month? Is it April already?” Byron Mackintosh, ladies and gentlefolk, boss of me and just about everyone else in this division of the corporation. A good scientist in his own right but his real skill lies in managing… Continue Reading “Negotiation”
The Measure Of…
“Back again so soon.” It’s a statement of the obvious which I’m surprised at; Moriarty doesn’t seem to have a need for unnecessary words. “Indeed.” I agree. “It’s good to see you again. Everything is much the same I presume?” He looks genuinely floored;… Continue Reading “The Measure Of…”
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