“One”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

The power laid in just #one button—FIRE.

Missiles would launch, the planet left to burn; from its ashes, we would be resurrected!

Our planet was on course for a #renewal…at the expense of Earths forced sacrifice. #vss365 #scifansat #Satsplat

— Fizzy-Boom2022 (@Fizzytwizler) January 1, 2022

“Please, don’t jump.”

He pauses on the edge. “Why?”

“Every two years, I return to the previous one,” she says. “Dunno why, but I get a replay of every year knowing a possible future.”

“You’re crazy if you think the future needs me.”

“No. I need you.”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt

— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) January 1, 2022

"I'm here for passport #renewal"
"Your destination?"
"25th dimension, #Shdaner sector"
"That's a light entity only dimension"
I smile
"We are all part of The #One. Prepare for the #resurrection"
His smile freezes,
shatters
as I ignite#vss365 #AchtenWrite #SciFanSat #satsplat pic.twitter.com/RIIrb4cXs1

— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad 📚📝 (@debbieiancu) January 1, 2022

rescue droid
counting its blessings
one oh one#ScifaikuSaturday#SciFanSat

🤖

— Jenny Gaitskell (@JennyGaitskell) January 1, 2022

The universe expands and contracts, like a great pair of lungs breathing the breath of life. With each new renewal, it is resurrected once again, but each time, the question is the same: will this one be any different from the last?#vss365 #SciFanSat #Satsplat

— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) January 1, 2022

I studied the manifest, One rescue, One renewal, and Twenty seeking Nirvana. "Let's get this bucket rolling," I called out to the First Mate."We have work to do in '22" #SciFanSat #vss365 pic.twitter.com/1CWGnXhoqW

— Indigenous Soul (@GeneVatow) January 1, 2022

The scientist took a long hard look at the young female's body held in stasis. Not how he had imagined his resurrection, but time had run out. This was his #one chance for #renewal. He ran a finger over his wrinkled face before tapping the screen.#satsplat#vss365#SciFanSat

— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) January 1, 2022

“I ask you to do #one thing, Robina, one thing. Just take care of the spaceship registration #renewal for the Wormhole Jumper 2760, and you can’t even do that. Thanks for ringing in the new year with a big fat fine.”#SciFanSat#vss365#SlapDashSat

— Danielle Ste. Just (@DanielleSteJust) January 1, 2022

As version #one of the original he'd became a sentimental memento, hidden inside a cabinet for the ritual play-pause-replay diagnostics once a month. #Renewal of his service was deemed illogical as newer updates performed better; his role obsolete.#vss365#SciFanSat#2WordPrompt

— aran (@AranPotente) January 1, 2022

My failure was spread everywhere. The engine just a bunch of angry shards. The stink of burnt plastic stinging. There was almost no way to imagine #resurrecting it.

Almost…#Renewal happens #one piece at a time.

Pick up that piece right there.#Satsplat#vss365#Scifansat

— A.L. MacDonald (@A_L_MacDonald) January 1, 2022

#scifansat

"You have no conception of what I can do!" bellowed the synthesised voice.

A towering hulk of bloodstained metal can certainly give a body pause. But all of that merely houses a foil-wrapped brain.

Just #one more step, and the EMP trap would right its perspective. pic.twitter.com/PuSGtM2X7l

— John Tannhauser (@JohnTannhauser) January 1, 2022

a moment on its
way alone
drifting
homemade ruins
stars shone bright
eye opened Loda
I am the one
the darkling thrush
thrills in night
fills
with ode of aeons#SciFanSat #vss #poem

— susan osborne (@osbornecsue) January 1, 2022

It began with rounded river stones. Each stone, a fish. Who thought of using a fallen stick, making marks in the mud along the river? One, two ….#SciFanSat #one

— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) December 31, 2021

Every decade, the entire moon is engulfed with flame. Afterwards, it appears black, until the fire-seeds germinate and start to grow. The process of #renewal is swift, hence the danger; the first settlers didn't take the dryness or petroleum sap seriously.#scifansat#vss365

— John Everex (@EverexJohn) January 1, 2022

We sought conscious life
Most of my crew died day one
I pray for rescue #SciFanSat #one#SciFaikuSaturday #rescue#SciFaiku#Haiku#Poetry#SciFi pic.twitter.com/gJAQaC7TTD

— Alan Vincent Michaels (@AlanVMichaels) January 1, 2022

Believe or not, 1/1 on Gregor's calendar marks renewal for many levels of existence. Grateful souls ponder new assignments, or perhaps ascension to a new plane. One of my friends vanished from the Soul Closet's NYE party mid-toast. Happy New Year!#vss365 #scifansat #Bravewrite

— Occam Razor (@BeKindHumans) January 1, 2022

I take shelter in a cave with an Apokatastasi soldier and wait for one of the Alliance rescue ships to pick us up. Before we eat, he kneels next to the fire and prays that he will be reconciled with his fallen enemies at the final resurrection.#SciFanSat #SatSplat

— Armond Boudreaux (@armondboudreaux) January 1, 2022

When an untropy bomb hits, it sends out a wave of renewal and resurrection in all directions. But there's always that one person right at ground zero, who shrinks to a fetus and vanishes.
An enemy for whom time runs backward knows just who to target.#satsplat#SciFanSat#vss365

— Paul Briggs (@paulproofreader) January 1, 2022

When one has carried an ocean of secrets in the space meant for a cupful of light is it any wonder that some days it feels like drowning?#microprose #mywords #scifansat #digital #art by Consuelo Parra pic.twitter.com/t2OHC0cu5n

— (Quiet) Storm ☽✪☾ (@MadQueenStorm) January 1, 2022

The thought was thrilling – to walk beneath where dragons flew, to venture into the caves of the friendlier ones, and, if a bond was struck, to glimpse hatchlings in their nests. #SciFanSat #SciFiSat #SlapDashSat

— Jen Anderson (@jenanderson731) January 1, 2022