Spring Science Fiction & Fantasy Short Stories - Page 2

I found the wing-plate drifting near the radiator assembly, the blue swallow decal chipped but still recognizable in the dark.

Tony fights sleep with energy drinks, terrified his coworkers will see his pathetic, low-resolution NPC subconscious projected.

Olive stared at the terminal, her foot tapping a frantic rhythm against the scuffed linoleum floor.

John delivers a brutal keynote on immortality while a victim is harvested behind a thin silk curtain nearby.

Harte finds a hiker’s recorder playing screams while the forest begins to manifest his darkest childhood memories from needles.

The maintenance console flashed a color that didn't belong on an orbital rig. It was light pink.

Barton watches the Iron Orchard's grid tighten as a secret leak reveals the horrifying truth behind Spring Cleaning.

The sky turned the color of a bruised lung as the wildfire breached the last remaining firebreak near the reserve.

Arthur watched the robotic mower circle a patch of clover, wondering if his allergy meds were actually hallucinogens today.