God Is In The Radio

science fiction

  • The Floating Graveyard

    The spacecraft Echo drifted silently through the void, a sleek but ominous silhouette against the endless darkness.  It had floated without response for weeks, orbiting the cold outskirts of a distant star system. The Odyssey’s crew, three wary investigators, boarded… Continue reading

    The Floating Graveyard
  • Timekeepers of the Dead

    Elias Turner sat in the dim hum of the Timekeeper Unit Control Room, staring at the flickering screen before him. The digital glow illuminated his tired eyes as he scrolled through the latest anomaly reports.  The Timekeepers, a covert branch… Continue reading

    Timekeepers of the Dead
  • Lungs Filled With Hope

    The sun hung low in a hazy sky, dimmed by layers of smog so thick that it was difficult to imagine a time when breathing had been effortless, free.  For most citizens in the mega-metropolis of New Horizon, the oxygen… Continue reading

    Lungs Filled With Hope
  • The Last Memory: A Drake Cipher Story

    The neon haze of Nightline City blinked around Detective Drake Cipher, casting harsh reds and purples over the narrow alley where he’d stopped to breathe.  He watched the passing drones glide by, sweeping the wet streets below with blue beams,… Continue reading

    The Last Memory: A Drake Cipher Story
  • The Cold Road

    In the world without the sun, the cold was all its own entity. It slithered across the earth in silence, a smothering weight that pressed down on the land and left it cracked and broken. Whatever colors had once decorated… Continue reading

    The Cold Road
  • The Last Drop

    The sky was a hazy shade of red, dust hanging in the air like a fog that never lifted. Miles stretched ahead, and the land was dead and empty, save for the crumbled skeletons of what used to be civilization.… Continue reading

    The Last Drop
  • Ghosts In Glowing Shells

    Cameras on every corner,Silent sentinels, ever-vigilantThey track my every step, my every breath,Each whispered word, each fleeting text But who watches the watchers?Who monitors the ones that sift through data?Behind glass towers, they guard the fortress,A citadel of code, where… Continue reading

    Ghosts In Glowing Shells
  • The Familiar Strangers

    The day the sky split open, nobody knew what was happening. For weeks, the scientists had talked of unusual atmospheric disturbances and magnetic pulses, but there was no real preparation for what followed. It wasn’t a roar of ships or… Continue reading

    The Familiar Strangers