From Caliath, (Droplet) Jupiter, The Loneliest Planet by Joao-Maria.
“I see now a Europe leeched dry of its fortitude.”
From Forward Base B, Trolly Problems on the Island of Sodor by Giovanni Dannato.
“Well, I tried to revive Percy and Henry and the rest, but no one in Sodor makes the parts for them anymore. I’m afraid we’ve lost them, Thomas.”
From Little Tales For Busy Folk, Chasing Memories by Vic Smith.
“When the last of these memories has slipped away from me, what is there left?”
From Meredith Schumann, 2050 by Meredith Schumann.
“She took a deep breath and delved into her pocket. How she longed to know what it had been like in her dad’s day, when every person, near enough, was connected with the world via a small rectangular device they’d keep in their pocket”
From New Pop Lit, Townies by Philip Charter.
“you probably think the Ministry of Sound is a governmental department”
From Shreya Vikram, There Is A Certain Distancing Necessary by Shreya Vikram.
“We know our catastrophe and sing.”
From Spelk, Junk Dumps by Phebe Jewell.
“Like all vigilantes, he has routines and rituals.”
From The Drabble, You Hear A Noise by John L. Malone.
“Those bloody mice, you say, though you’ve seen no evidence of any. It’s nothing, you decide, nothing. House noises. You head back to the bedroom, turn off the lights. Someone taps you on the shoulder.”
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