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The Paths You Would Walk

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Every Day Fiction

How far would we go to fight off an alien invasion?

A Letter Of Complaint

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Spacesuits And Sixguns

If you've ever done your grocery shopping online - and have been left baffled at the produce that actually turns up - then this one is for you.

The End

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It all stopped. Suddenly. Finally. All dimensions curled up and shrank away. All m-branes. All universes.
Everything.
Until there was nothing.
The end.

The Intergalactic Helpdesk

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"Hello, Intergalactic Helpdesk, how can I help?"

"Oh, hi, yeah, my world is broken."


Another Leaf Fell

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Another leaf fell. A small piece of the world dying. Matrokisha watched with heavy depression settling on his mind.
How many seconds to shutdown now?
He'd given up counting, the endless countdown pulled his spirits even lower.
A gust of wind. Another hundred leaves fell.
Time falling past.
Life falling past.
Like all the other lives. And it never became any easier: watching them die, watching the world die, leaving. The moments of joy scattered throughout the past were infected by sadness.
Eternity, not what he was promised.

Brane Transportation Required

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Wanted: M-brane slide. Low usage. Good brand. Must cope with n-verse probabilities. Willing to pick up.

Coming Home

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They came back. No one expected that. They had been sent away, packed into a generation ship and pointed towards some non-existent hope.

For Sale

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For sale: quantum core. Only 1034 universes spawned.

Bank Holiday

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Bank Holiday teleporter tailback. Overloaded. Queues at the booths. Beaches crowded beyond comfort. Proces hiked.
"The teleporter will free you!"
Bring back my car.

Fleeing the Apocalypse

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Can you outrun the apocalypse? We thought we'd try.

We stayed off the log-jammed roads, and rode bikes through silent, empty woods. Until the quarantine bit tight and we abandoned the land.

We swam through the muddy river water until exhausted, then floated and let the river take us. Diving deep at bridges. Digging under nets that tried to stop us. Out onto the coast.

Along the country's edge, passing hulks of ships overcrowded with dead. Searching for a vessel to carry us, and finding it locked away and remote, and so perfect we cried.

Into the ocean. Into the wild sea. The only place we know to be safe. Learning how to live a new life.

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