flash fiction

There are benefits to having friends in very, very high places.

Maybe the solution gets you more than you’ll give…

An email from another reality…

Akviziel is late for tea again.

“I swear it isn’t my fault this time,” he says when he finally does show up. “I got summoned.”

The AMPs are chasing me, slow but inexorable. I sprint for headquarters, past all the nearby police stations I scrapped for parts years ago. No one goes there but me, but the damn robots didn’t turn themselves back on and people are dying. I don’t have a lot of time to turn them off before they catch up.

The archivist ignored the flashing wearable on her wrist and dodged the sparking proto-holos that erupted in her path on her way to special collections.… Read More »Storytime Blog Hop: Archive