Tag: Infinispace

Images & Words: Void the Light

Images & Words: Void the Light – Part 4

The Spire would have to understand that it was all a mistake and we never intended to go so far against the edicts of the Spire. Why had Taria not told me? When did this happen? How long? Did she conspire against me? No! My mind was awash with thoughts of confusion, panic and betrayal.

Images & Words: Fire of Fanaticism

Images & Words: Fire of Fanaticism

“We’re going to lose her anyway,” I said, surveying Rose and the opposing player in their ballet of violence. She appeared out geared and outmatched, but Rose was usually more cunning than her opponents.

Visitor by Dennis Chan

Images & Words: Means to an End

He grasped at the thin chain around his neck and pulled the miniature data slice from beneath his coat. A bright blue status light blinked back at him from a chip of what looked like irregular obsidian. The genesis of his revenge was intact. The reminder was no longer needed, eight years was enough.

Images & Words: A Dog's Burden

Images & Words: A Dog’s Burden

Crab shows up and vanishes as he pleases. Yet he does so at the strangest of times, enigmatically appearing as if he knows that she needs him or wants to see him. Pets always seem to have a sixth sense in that regard.

Images & Words: In Machina Exspiravit

Images & Words: In Machina Exspiravit

They approached the terminal warily, looking through the lattice at ground level to ensure they could see no one else in the vault.  Hamlet secretly wished he could connect with Gravedigger via his bio.node, but there was no hope this deep under the ground…

SciFi Concept Art: 'Building Atmosphere by' Alexander Mandradjiev

Images & Words: Short on Hél 13

14.7 ± 0.3 psi, surface, Earth standard, milspec, per contract. It was a lofty goal, but one that was drummed into us by the Triocracy on every terraforming colony. Never once have we actually hit that target, but we never stop trying…

Images & Words: Shit Sandwiches

… lull them into a sense of security and purpose, to distract them from most of their miserable existences … not to make them question their keepers. The keepers frowned on that. The sleepers must sleep, even if they don’t know they slumber.

City Red by Georg Hilmarsson

Images & Words: Rooftop Retreat

He looked over the edge and scanned the surrounding glow for signs of Collectors. Gravedigger better goddamn pay up. This avatar heist started out as a cakewalk, but quickly turned into a shit sandwich.

Heavens Throne by Pat Presley

Images & Words: Too Much in the Son

They continued up the daunting stairs, their shadows becoming less ghostly as they neared the window. Even the atmospheric conditioners this high in the Spire could not keep up with the incessant dirt and dust that plagued this dreary planet…

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