A candle in the wind

Once upon a time, I read bad books from back-to-back, and I watched TV until my brains poured out of my nose as a jelly mucosity, but aging has taught me to appreciate the short time I have left. Today, I'll think in silence in a quiet room, the blessing of having a home.

“Mankind created a toy of light

inside a flask

and forbidden the toy to escape,

but the toy outsmarted men

and turned his world into ashes.”

-- Excerpt from a children's book found on an archeological site on the Moon.

Aqualand was a place where dreams come true, the ground zero for your imagination. When I tried to come back, it was gone.

“They've been taking advantages from us,” the president said, “so we put a tariff on them. If you like to dream, you'll have to do it at home.”

Philip José Farmer wrote this in a foreword:
“I have this strange thing about my stories. I believe that they are true. They did happen or will happen. I’d be tampering with reality if I altered a story to any significant extent once it’s been printed.”

I sympathize with that idea.

Camouflage

People were rushing back to their block units. Time to test my new fancy camouflage, which I acquired paying a fortune on the black market. Its operation was simple: my second skin projects a holographic image engulfing my body, so I can pose as anybody I want for the surveillance cameras. For the test, I chose a female avatar for the delight of big brother.

The Lord of Kanuka

The title of Grand Gaul in the dull colony of Kanuka is not deprived of responsibilities, and his highness Justsin II knew this well when his father assigned this role to him at the tender age of twelve. Not for nothing, Justsin was also known as “the cautious.”

Happy 4 Ever

I used to be sad all the time: the economy was bad, there were no jobs; young people used to commit suicide, a lot. They said suicide reached pandemic proportions, and that the obligatory apps they make us install didn't help them to protect us anymore.

But everything changed when the government made it compulsory to have the “happy pills.” I don't know where I would be if it weren't for the pills! Since then, I’m constantly happy, and I don't have worries anymore. Thank goodness for the government!

Black

Black was the pest brought to our land by a messenger of death. His music pervaded the air with forgetful melodies, and those who listened to his hypnotic tunes feared not, imbued with a sense of false reliance. They forgot.

The chill season brought regrets that year.

Incubus

I screamed to see it gone, but he stayed, staring at me with those evil eyes, his weight pushing down on my chest, asphyxiating me, arousing me.

Orb

The orb followed us at incredible speed. Mario shot at it and, to our surprise, it went ballistic, crashing on the crater ridge, bouncing and rolling until stopped.

An amorphous jelly creature leaked out from it, tangled my feet when I approached, engulfed me.

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