Homo Ultima

One final stroll through the garden. Solomon knew his would be the last footsteps to tread these grounds. And the beauty of this forest merited a last farewell. Once, a billion years ago, there were others. Humankind spread like a weed. Relentless and unstoppable, they subdued the Earth. But time waits not for man. Solomon … Continue reading Homo Ultima

Manufactured Peace

There was jubilation throughout the Old City: at the venerated Western Wall, holy men and pilgrims of all faiths gathered to commemorate the occasion. After millennia of hatred and conflict, the elusive dream of peace was at last realized. Paxbot's emotive subroutines registered amazement at the humans' response. Along the wall, people prayed, lit candles, … Continue reading Manufactured Peace

A Ritual at Nighttide

Another Warmup Wednesday! This time, the prompt is to end with the word peace, along with this image. Not far from the glimmering coastline of humanity, I and my partner stood stationed at the ship's bow. Though outwardly confident, a glance at the dark churning waters of the harbor made me hesitate. What unseen horrors … Continue reading A Ritual at Nighttide

The Last Pilgrimage

Gretchen's journey ended seaside. The roiling clouds of the machines gathered at the horizon, scrubbing away the blue skies. Her blue bike, the last loyal machine, had carried her a thousand miles over broken asphalt, but gave out in the end. She reminisced as she walked that last mile to the beach. In her lifetime, she had lost good friends, two husbands, and both children.