The Rain on Gaia Alexander Bjørn The rain fell from above as as Kaprika propped his limp body against the Ship’s lander. He had always liked to watch the rain as a child, in fact this was the first time he had seen rain in near thirty years. It was always a fascinating phenomenon, high … Continue reading The Rain on Gaia
Not Quite Like I Used to. Alexander Bjørn "Oh, well," I began as I gave a friendly wink to little Anna, "These old fingers don't play like they used to." I sat down next to my young granddaughter and gave my fingers a good stretch; the sound of the cracking of those old bones … Continue reading Not Quite Like I Used to.
Exodus Alexander Bjørn The darkness was thick and suffocating, like a heavy blanket had been thrown on the world under a nightlight of stars. He had to get over the wall, had to get across the border before they could spot him. If they did he, they, would be sent back- or worse. Melano … Continue reading Exodus
A Dream of Snuggles Alexander Bjørn Perhaps it was a dream, she thought. Perhaps if she pinched herself, she would wake up- but she didn't want to wake up. She wanted to stay in this dream world where she could roam the apartment free on four fur-covered paws and feel the wind brush from … Continue reading A Dream of Snuggles
The Black Liquid Alexander Bjørn At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we'd struck it rich and that we'd be able to retire and live in leisure. We actually started writing down all the ways we'd spend the money. Our first choice was to fill a yacht with strippers and to pour enough … Continue reading The Black Liquid