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The Devil Reincarnate

Posted on 09/01/2018 by

I can’t remember my first death. It was at least a thousand years ago though – of that I can be sure; vague recollections of Hastings occasionally come to mind, as well as the knowledge that as I took to … Continue reading →

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Shopping in Ancient Times

Posted on 05/03/2016 by

Excerpt from ‘Final Stores: Consumerism in the Pre-Internet Age’, Pietro Mulligan & Sascha Bordstrøm (eds.), 2150 In the era before ubiquitous home delivery services and DroneDrops™ made leaving the home to purchase goods an unnecessary inconvenience, consumers had to travel … Continue reading →

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میں اچار میں ہوں

Posted on 15/01/2016 by

Bit of a pickle. Massive pickle. Monster pickle. The kind of pickle that would make an excellent antagonist in a trashy 1950’s sci-fi B movie. A pickle of gigantic proportions. Dunno how I got myself into this epic pickle, but … Continue reading →

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Yaw

Posted on 18/12/2015 by

You would think that after such a long time at sea – coming up on forty odd years, I reckon – I’d have found my sea legs. No such luck. Don’t get me wrong fella, I love the ocean; splendor, … Continue reading →

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Jannah, Tian, Mbiguni

Posted on 06/12/2015 by

Tumbleweeds dripping acid blow through the streets. At every other intersection is an emaciated husk you’d think is that of a corpse until it begins to turn, watching you as you pass. The remnants of bodies are strewn hither and … Continue reading →

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A Tragedy of Tardiness

Posted on 15/10/2015 by

Wind whistled through the Doctor’s wispy white hair. The sense of release flooded through him, filling him with the ecstasy of liberation. One, last, deep intake of air… He jumps. In this one most of almost weightless freedom, Dr. Rackenbach … Continue reading →

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Knock Knock

Posted on 23/07/2015 by

“Who’s there?” “Revel.” “Revel who?” “Revel-who-shun, baby!” It had been my idea to make the password a joke, but when I pitched it I didn’t realise how childish it would really be. Still, the comrades seemed to get a kick … Continue reading →

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