wake up in a cold dark room. I can barely get up. My movements are limited – I try to ?ex my ?ngers and to – oh! There are no toes.
Johnston had an incredible authority over the field of space that was challenged by few people on Gaia and it stemmed from mainly two factors – one was his intellect and the other his ancestry.
My mentor had taken over my body, my mind. I couldn't protest, not anymore. Tears rolled down my face, one of the guards closed my eyes.
A long, irritating hiss, the sound of decompression, rattled the still air. Emerging from a deep, artificially induced slumber, Richard Watkins groaned, opening his eyes a few millimetres and attempted to rise.
I often wonder about the purpose of everyone’s existence. And I don’t mean humans alone. I mean all the living creatures across the universe.
Four men were having a heated discussion on the article that had made to the headlines of the newspaper.