There was no question that the mauve-tinted star that appeared in the sky close to Venus was odd, but what did it signify? There was much alarmist debate. But when the object doubled in size a month later, it was plain that the end was nigh.


Through the fog, the clattering of hooves upon cobblestone shattered her brief sensation of safety. Deeper into the graveled easement she pushed, dread incarnate pounding close, the dull beat of death march snares. Behind her head, a gaunt voice whispered wordless.


His aim was pure. All that he wanted was to make movies. The help wanted ad was for a student film. There was no pay offered but instead experience for the inexperienced, a chance to view the innards of the process. Innards were all that were ever found of him.


Eternity is such a misunderstood concept for mortal folks. The time equivalent of one hundred years on earth is as meaningless as one hundred seconds as one drifts endlessly in the black void of space. A dim dying star guides my way but my mind will liquefy long before the ship ever enters the system.