Science Fiction Stories

By millions of millions the creatures of earth slow and drop when their time-sense is mysteriously paralyzed.

There has always been strong sympathy for the poor, meek, downtrodden slave--the kindly little man, oppressed by cruel and overbearing masters. Could it possibly have been misplaced...?

A story in the Warhammer 40K Universe
An attempt at a darker side of 40K. Some day I wouldn't mind going back to this and adding more chapters.

Certainly I see things that aren't there and don't say what my voice says--but how can I prove that I don't have my health?

He who grins in clown's disguise Often hides an aching heart- Sadness, sometimes worldly-wise, Dresses for a motley part- Cap, and bells to cheat the ears, Chalk and paint to hide the tears Lest the world, divining pain, Turn to gape and stare again.

Tabby was peculiar, of course, but seemed harmless: just a little green fly that couldn't even protect itself from ordinary spiders. So the spiders fed, and grew, and fed, and grew....

A ray of fire, green, mysterious, stabs through the night to Dan on his ship. It leads him to an island of unearthly peril.

The whole fighting fleet of the United Nations is caught in Kreynborg's marvelous, unique trap.

Almost any phenomenon can be used--or act--for good or ill. Mutation usually brings ill--but it also brings greatness. Change can go any direction.

If he took the high road--and also the low road--he'd be in the same place afore himself!