LawsonRay.com
LawsonRay.com
The bedazzled luminosity of the warm early afternoon sky glistened off Peter’s forehead and for the last time, humanity would sweat in the African Sun. He watched the scene of guaranteed disaster unfolding millions of miles away through his telescope. The sky was much darker than it should have been so early in the day […]
Steam rolls around our ship. The capsule’s vibrations are deafening. Metal clangs, aluminum overheats and crackles like popcorn. My own breathing distorts my colleagues’ headsets. And then there’s that commanding voice from millions of miles away. “Five. Four. Three.” The shaking seems endless. We are thoroughly trained astronauts, but something about the combination of waking […]
Being liked is more important than most would like to admit, and being disliked even more so. The way others perceive you says a lot about who you are and many times what others think of you too. A single disapproval could be cataclysmic depending on the circumstance – it could cause a domino fall […]
“Have you heard about this lately? Have you heard about this?” the podcasters chimed through Lou’s earbuds. The only thing he could hear were their voices and breathing – not the commotion of students commuting between classes or the audible anxiety of shuffling papers or frantic smacking against keyboards. It was just as he liked […]
Years ago, I felt much differently about Maradria and the world in which we live – its nature, our place in it, the very fabric of its and our own being. I was a proponent of it all, another victim to its semantic lies. But on a particular gloomy September morning about a year ago, […]
Log 17 – November 2nd, 2049 Only days ago, I was on a space mission traversing the darkness towards the nearest galaxy, but today I find myself crashed and stranded alone on a surprisingly inhabited planet. This is a planet I studied in passing in my youth. It’s a relatively young planet not too different […]
Even after all the days I’ve endured it seems to get colder. My knees are shivering, but my heart whimpers more. Bugsy’s long floppy ears are as strained as I’ve ever seen them. His ribcage shows and his gnawed legs shiver more as daylight wanes. His breaths are short and his nose twitches along with […]
Dalton and I had been trying for our dream, a baby boy and maybe a girl to accompany him. It had to be almost a year before we started considering alternatives. A year of countless attempts equaled by countless disappointments, false positives, and above all, dwindling hope. Originally, we didn’t want to use any extraordinary […]
Previous page Next page