“Anxious”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

Her #name tag shone on her suit but she was #anxiuos. She’d been having nightmares. Then it happened, comet collision. Their brand new home up in flames, all survived except her. All she could do was float, a ghost in space wishing she’d never left Earth. #vss365#SciFanSat

— FizzyV20.21 (@Fizzytwizler) March 6, 2021

They had been assured there was no life on that barren world. Yet, as the terraforming team started the next phase of their project, they felt increasingly anxious. They all complained of bad dreams and insomnia, and the feeling they were not alone.#SciFanSat #anxious

— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) March 6, 2021

#Anxiety stalks behind
Cowering in my shadow
Watch me sharpen blades
To strip flesh from
The bones of misery

Rage flowers lonely
Where a heart did beat
Once whole, now a husk
You reduced me to
A thing less than human
My #name is No One &
This is how I live now#vss365 #SciFanSat

— Anna✨💫✨ (@annaburnswrites) March 6, 2021

I know you're #anxious, and fearful of your surroundings. All these new sounds and sights, they do not need to be so dumbfounding. You'll soon be able to comprehend, because I will be your teacher & friend. My #name is Victor, and I am your creator.#SciFanSat #vss365

— Valiente Rook | Poet • Writer (@valienterook) March 6, 2021

She held the #obsidian #artifact aloft in #triumph.

"Now, the world will forget it ever knew the #name Tarla the Black."

"I don't want to make you #anxious ," came a soft, dangerous voice from the shadows, "but… I think not."#vss365 #vssMagic #vssDreams #scifansat #vssdaily

— That Burnt Writer (@ThatBurntWriter) March 6, 2021

He returns at dawn, silent, close to death. Before falling senseless, he whispers a #name.

Those who hear turn pale, try to forget, yet like a disease, it spreads. Anxious whispers infect the village.

Overnight they flee, leaving his corpse in the church.#vss365#SciFanSat

— John Everex (@EverexJohn) March 6, 2021

0/XF
As warning, Amari disclosed Luna's musings.
"You're not here to scare me," Eeri grunted, his tone #anxious, hoping to hear more of what he could expect.
"I may be light as you are darkness but she's both. You don't want her beating you at your own game."#Satsplat#SciFanSat

— aran (@AranPotente) March 6, 2021

I always get anxious when my alien friend, Vix, gets quiet and has this vacant stare. And if you're thinking it's a seizure, you're dead wrong. These moments of absence are followed by long periods of kill-or-be-killed activity. And here we go in 10, 9, 8…#scifansat #scifisat

— Irene 💫 (@_Irene_Dreams_) March 6, 2021

I sit anxious in the observatory, the black hole noise playing. I murmur along to the sound of particles torn apart on an event horizon.

A mad drumbeat. A thin monotonous whine. A whispered name above the colleagues I’ve murdered.

“Azathoth, Azathoth…”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt

— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) March 6, 2021

#SciFanSat #vss365 #SatSpark
A tailless feline lacking a name tattoo, probably not a cat at all, anxiously nudges D’s leg but neither her bio nor AL functions can interpret its need. She squats before its spooky dark-moon eyes & it jumps to her shoulder to purr, “Home please.” pic.twitter.com/vsGZzS8maf

— Cecily Winter: find me in the marginalia! (@winter_cecily) March 6, 2021

Our duck alarm performed the countdown in quacks as hearts beat maddening in ears. We stared into specious oblivion, desperate hands grasping for one another like those who'd held until broken to rubble. It was a lifetime's event—entering another reality. #SciFanSat #SciFiSat pic.twitter.com/g5Csewb3VI

— Lexi Lefevre (@LexiIsAWriter) March 6, 2021

"Honey, I know you're #anxious, first night in a new house but stop playing with the light switch"
"It's not me. The light keeps #Vivinod #sane"
"W-where did you hear that #name?"
"She told me Mama. She's right beside you"#vss365 #BraveWrite #SciFanSat #satsplat #AchtenWrite pic.twitter.com/Hv7MY9BEL7

— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad 🍒 (@debbieiancu) March 6, 2021

A side effect of dying is the inability to remember any of the names dead folks wasted their entire lives learning. At first, Ballerina was riddled with #anxiety for losing hers but now finds it a small price to pay to glide wider than the horizon.#vss365#SatSplat#SciFanSat🩰

— 🐝🕸️🧜‍♀️🌻✍️🛤️Poetry in 13🗣️🌹💫👣🌈💞 (@Poetryin13) March 6, 2021

They strolled into the saloon in their dusty cowboy gear and shared anxious looks. Guess they were hoping they’d lost her. As if.
“Time’s up, fellas. Ol’ what’s his #name sent me to collect.”
“Go to hell.”
“Son, I am hell.”#vss365 #SciFanSat

— Lɪʙʙʏ Dᴏʏʟᴇ (@LibbyDoyle9) March 6, 2021

"Doctor Poisonous Vile? With that #name I imagine you're #anxious about your destination?"
"No."
"Darkness-"
"I've spent my life serving others."
"Oh, I see, to the light then. Next. A Care Bear… serial killer?"
"Yup hug stab, stab"
"Hell?"
"Hell."#vss365 #scifansat #satsplat pic.twitter.com/Rib6ZiR9CX

— Ross Young – on low interaction mode (@InkDisregardit) March 6, 2021

Anxious scientists
Toil in private seeking name
Of fatal virus#vss365 #SciFanSat #ScifaikuSaturday

— Rick Milone (@rwmilone) March 6, 2021

Anxious tension gripped the school like everyone expected to be attacked at any minute. The hulking ogre deputies didn’t help matters. Fearing the lunch ladies might poison a student, they patrolled the counter, causing the lunch line to take twice as long #SlapDashSat #SciFanSat

— C Lee (@cleestories) March 6, 2021

– I feel anxious. Is the virus dangerous?

"You don't feel anxiety."

– It feels like anxiety to me.

"That's the virus talking. And no, it's not dangerous. After you wake up you'll be good as new."

– I understand.

"Are you ready?"

– Yes. System shutdown initiated.#scifansat

— Yosen (@yosenspace) March 6, 2021

the mammoth and i watching the quaking form in some astonishment thinking live wire penny spiders, nope, or the brown paper cranes, no, it was a miniature orange and yellow striped panther making Prof Aliasa Wouf anxious#SciFanSat#vss

— susan osborne (@osbornecsue) March 6, 2021