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When Joanna McCoy was rolled into the lab on the flat bed, she was as dead as a nail. Her bloodied face from the accident had been wiped clean and the exposed parts of her body was as pale as a sheet of white cardboard. The parts where the trauma of the accident she suffered was established had changed from the thick red gashes of breaking flesh to the indigo hue of old wounds. A funereal procession of silence led her into the working theater of The Area.
By Tess Trueheart5 years ago in Futurism
Red Moon a Moral story
It will be dark now, as night falls, Varisha said quickly and the sky will turn red. Nana! There is an eclipse today. "Yahya read the newspaper in the drawing room and told Nana the latest news." Well, what is this? "Nana asked Yahya. "If a planet comes in front of the sun, then the sun disappears. He shared his information. "Hey Nana! It will be dark now, like night." Varisha said quickly: "And the sky will turn red." Meanwhile, Abdul Bari, Zehra and Abdul Wasi also entered the drawing room with fear on their faces.
By Muhammad Hussain5 years ago in Futurism
The Arena of Life
The slave auction was a chaotic event as thousands of people came to sell and purchase animals, livestock, and people. People were bustling about--and bids on the living goods were shouted out into the forum. Many people gathered, not only to buy slaves and livestock, but they also came to watch as people from various parts of the world; kidnapped from their homes and taken to a foreign land--they spoke in various languages--some understanding others were yelling to the others. While others like the women and children stood silently, watching the Roman crowd with large fearful eyes. Some were even crying.
By Pax Victoria5 years ago in Futurism
The Call of The Shadow
The fires raged in the forge. They echoed the power that lived within Valen. With every flicker of the flame, the magic within him raged. It poured out like a torrent of mighty water in a rushing river. Raising his hands, what was once unmarked skin became pocked with scars. They hurt.
By Matthew Angelo5 years ago in Futurism
AWAKENING
Darkness was everywhere. At every angle inside the silent, yet dead vessel, there was not a hint nor a thread of warmth and life. Instead, the only thing that existed was the endless cold abyss, which lingered for what seemed like decades or perhaps even eons.
By Darhell Eugene5 years ago in Futurism
The Order of the Blue Llama
It was dusk and Fredrick had just checked in to cabin 407. It had been sometime since he had spent time away from Brooklyn and the Appalachian Mountains were the perfect getaway. His friend Turner had recommended them after his messy divorce, kept raving about the Blue Llamas. Well Fredrick was about to get him some Blue Llama, whatever that meant.
By Matthew Dawson5 years ago in Futurism
The Friendship of Pegasus and Phoenix
Veronica and Rafael met each other when he shifted next door as her neighbour. But their true friendship was officially declared in the annual friendship day in college. Seven years later both of them worked as investigative journalists till the unpredicted mishap tore apart their lives. It happened when Veronica and Rafael was sent on a live telecast in the Amazon forest where they mysteriously disappeared. Both were taken as captives by the Wu Wei clan came from an unknown planet, where only time could decide their fate. Greenish liquids were injected in to their veins until they became Pegasus and Phoenix, their new identities.
By Kawthur Khan Juhoor5 years ago in Futurism
