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Sione

Sione could tell the wind was blowing. Through his classroom window, he could see the thick band of vegetation marking the perimeter. The aspens, each exactly the same height, shape and shade, glittered and sent beads of light dancing along the manicured grass surrounding their trunks.

He slipped from the room, sliding his hand up under his shirt to detatch the tube from the medication shunt imbedded in his side between the bottom two ribs. Carefully he worked his way along the hall into the shadowy corner by the school’s sanitation facility.

Dystopian
Science fiction
Short (1001 to 7,500 words)

Sacred Places

Each day at dusk, a pillar of fire erupted over the treetops and gyrated in the air above the ruined temple that James and his team of archeologists called the Temple of the Flame. And everyday, Rachael Murray stood outside and regarded the pillar the way a jealous lover might a rival, and wondered if James would come home for dinner.

Science fiction
Short (1001 to 7,500 words)

Rennact

Journal entry 31 Aug 2126

I hate Fifth Sundays. Especially when I'm in charge. The Rennact went well, despite Bro. Tellic being an emotional mess. This is his third pregnancy and you would think he would be used to it, but I found him weeping in the baptismal font like a silly baby. He was curled up on the tiles watching bcasts to his visual cortex of his last birth. I talked him into joining us and finally he did, but I wish his wife would keep a better eye on him. We all know what he's like when he forgets his Natalex®.

Science fiction
Short (1001 to 7,500 words)

Bearing Testimonies of Death

Pedro sat and seethed through the first half of testimony meeting. Although no one had focused unduly on death so far, he knew it was only a matter of time until someone took fifteen minutes to say “I know death is an ordained part of God’s plan” or “I’m excited to die someday and go see my grandma again” or “The scriptures say again and again that death is part of God’s intentions for us” or some other extradoctrinal bitsnbytes even though the Church has never had an official policy. Even Elder Matsasuke stopped talking about the necessity of death when his wife died.

Science fiction
Flash (1 to 1,000 words)

But We Were Still and One

“Earth is over there,” he said, pointing with his chin at a vague cluster of tiny, white smudges on the wall of the sky. The soughing of waves on sand beat like a crimp-stoned drummer, regular but slow. Feathery greenness swayed out of time overhead. Beach biters nipped at our feet. We brushed them off with gritty soles.

He looked at his watch. “Two more minutes.”

Science fiction
Flash (1 to 1,000 words)

Toward a Mormon Speculative Fiction e-Collective, Part I: The Charlatans of God

In the first of three guest posts (on Dawning of a Brighter Day) leading up to the launch of a proposed website dedicated to displaying and developing talent in Mormon speculative fiction, project instigator Mark Penny waxes poetic over the role of speculative fiction writer as disciple of Christ in the community of Zion. To participate in a discussion of the project, click here.

Recreated in His Image

Dr. Mamund flips through the patient's chart while taking a drag from his Jasmine Light.

"You know," he comments, exhaling the blue smoke into the surgery, "It's a pity to destroy art like this."

His nurse seems distracted, likely watching something subjectively in his visual field from the net.

"Nurse! Can you join me for a moment?"

The Nurse snaps his attention back, "Sorry. Watching the match."

"And?"

"Cameroon is going down to Japan 2 3. What we got?"

Science fiction
Short (1001 to 7,500 words)

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