Abby never thought it would come to this, and yet there she was, standing on the edge of the city’s tallest building, the grimy polluted air whipping through her hair....

You’d think we would have some hope now that we’ve reached Olympia. It’s been our goal to reach this port for decades of space travel, and it took sacrifice and patience for our entire crew.

But we arrived to a ghost town. Every citizen of this town is dead.

It’s radiation poisoning; the port is too close to the sun, and the sun has shifted to a red dwarf. There’s nothing we can do. We’ll die to...

The city was already buzzing with traffic at 4 am. Some people zombie walking their way to work, while others were on their daily run and community walks. A beautiful Colby jack blend of personalities were conversing with each other as they waited for the bus. As the bus lowered itself to the ground the force of air to slow it down was causing a bit of mayhem amongst them. I overheard a small olde...

Rain symbolises sadness.

Otherworldly forces pissing on your chances, dreams, and hope.

To me, rain was incredible. Impossible. And it was falling… down

Down.

Down.

My permanently downcast neck strained to the neon and metal bordered heavens above. Shit. Fire sprinklers.

In a city devoid of most wood or anything remotely natural, especially within the lower sectors you’d think it impossib...

Humanity has deprived itself of what we used to know, as machineries are what now sets the world in such a drive. As the neon lights gleamed, Raya ponders as to how the world has become so modernized. Technology was supposed to be a tool that helps us get by — now it has become everyone’s vice.

Raya casts her eyes upon the towering skyscrapers that basically hung the skies. She used to love this...

In the heart of the city, where the future gleams bright,

Neon lights flicker, painting shadows of night.

Skies filled with cars in a luminous flight,

A symphony of engines, a dazzling sight.

Streaks of red and blue, they dance in the sky,

Like modern-day fireflies, they shimmer and fly.

Above towering spires of steel and glass,

Where dreams of tomorrow and present moments clash.

Yet amidst this...

Some say futuristic, but we like the word reused. Everything you see has been used by someone and then thrown away as junk.

So we see it as our future, the best way to turn our world around. We turned their past into our future.

This word future always sounded weird to me. Was it two seconds or two thousand years. It just depends on what you think. Here’s what I do know: the choices that we are m...

Thomas reached the age of 101. He barely had a voice. Mechanical servants fed him breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He lost good balance in his 90s, which led to a life in a wheelchair. Tastes ceased to be amusing. And then, when he thought he lost all he could, his eyes gave out.

With no recourse, he turned to music, and after hearing for 10 years, modern hearing aids did their best, but he was dea...

Long ago the world was destroyed. They say it’s better now than before. I don’t believe one word of that crap. The world is better. Ha. But the world has more technology than before. That has to have made it better. Lies. The technology came with more rules, more and more. Civilization buried in rules and regulations. Only one child, married at 17, dead by 70. Fail to follow everything and you’re ...

A city modernised far beyond the rest of the world. The whole place was lit up by neon lights and flying cars wizzed through the sky. The buildings were twice the height of any other skyscraper you could imagine. Bridges between buildings stretched over the streets. Everything went so fast, car went by in the blink of an eye and the noise was so loud.

No one outside of it knew this city even exis...