Here We Find Revenge

Here We Find Revenge

|Short Stories|Aaron Blakeley

I feel excited. I thought I would be terrified but the vast nebula and planetary system demands my exploration and I must find the navigation systems. They could have left me a map. I punch the door release and hold my breath as the the door slides open. A single corridor stands before me running left to right. Johnny Cash plays softly to the left so I go right no need to seek revenge. The walls of the Aposolith are smooth with what looks like a close up of a fingerprint print covering the walls. the pattern appears to be just under the surface of the wall. Sometimes dim color of varying shades race across the pattern but this is ...

On The Wings of Moths

On The Wings of Moths

|Short Stories|Aaron Blakeley

O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder, Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made; I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed. It echos faintly through the crawl spaces, halls and walls of the Aposolith. I think the artist is Johnny Cash. When I get quiet enough to hear it, my blood boils. The Aposolith is a womb of sorts. My own universe they told me as they hurled my sedated body sealed inside of this space suite onto the floor of it. Hundreds of wind turbines kept the throbbing cloud of moths at bay. They swirled about the currents of wind straining against them. Guilty, I am guilty of ...

When I Could Not See The Sun

When I Could Not See The Sun

|Short Stories|Aaron Blakeley

Moon and an space man

It was so small so insignificant. It pierced the hull of my ship the Aposolith letting in the greedy vacuum of space. I wore my space suite constantly as a precaution against such things. After the red warning lights stopped and the alarms quit screeching I moved through the Aposolith looking for what had done the damage. I found it. It seemed to be your run of the mill micro asteroid but when I reached out to grab it it moved ever so slightly away from me. Aposolith’s florescent lights burned, flooding my cabin with white green light but this tiny stone was black. Like someone had torn a small hole in reality. No light reflected off its surface and ...