It was always a bad #sign, whenever my crows landed in the garden; empty, with no catch.
— Fizzy-AllSortsOfAllSorts (@Fizzytwizler) April 23, 2022
My pet zombies would #diffuse away, sombre.
They looked forward to the pecked eyeball treats, they usually got. #vss365 #scifansat #Satsplat
Chaotic harmony
— Jamie is ✈️traveling✈️ (@ThePuckishPen) April 23, 2022
lingers in the frequencies
as galaxies birthing
celestial firestorms
shower nascent
stardust symphonies
across deafening
black hole silence
coercing burgeoning #sign-s of life into existence
with planetary percussion
& supernovae staccatos#SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/TXPBxB4s4O
Families piled into elevators, one suitcase per person. Fifty people per hover pod. We'd live the rest of our lives in orbit of a radioactive planet. They said no pets, but with a quick hand #sign, our parrot flew in with us.
— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) April 23, 2022
"We outta here," she squawked.#satsplat #SciFanSat
A diffuse matrix
— Indigenous Soul (@GeneVatow) April 23, 2022
signs of wanderlust
Inimitable magic
of stars in their wake
Infantry drums
sounding rhythms
of time
debating reign
enabling rhyme
In the end
when landings answer
Fire crushes freeze
and the worlds
we thought important
Exist
in dread disease#SciFanSat #vss365 pic.twitter.com/sktThqXWG4
I dress in the neon light of the Body Shop sign. “Thanks for keeping me female.”
— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) April 23, 2022
“As a fugitive bonus, I stopped the clone transplant maturation at adolescent.”
“I like the Chinese look.”
“My specialty,” Doc says.
“And my old body?”
“Food for pigs.”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt
If you take your spaceship past the Carotid Nebula, #diffuse scent out your thrusters or the Xlatotlxzr race will blast you to smithereens.
— Danielle Ste. Just (@DanielleSteJust) April 23, 2022
They are fond of lavender and used coffee grind aromas.
Loving scents is a #sign of their superior evolution.#vss365 #SciFanSat #scifisat
Sign to Trilimma
— Lexi Lefevre (@LexiIsAWriter) April 23, 2022
Humble cabin in the mist
Third eyes in harvest
Coffee tickles nose
Man weakens, goes scatterbrained
Ants eating through skull#SciFanSat #SciFiSat #haikuhorrorprompt #inkMine #PureDoe #vsslocation #crowcalls #SaturdaySurvival #haikuchallenge #HaikuSeed #haiku
🎶Well the sign said long haired-freaky people need not apply
— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) April 23, 2022
So I tucked my antennae under the hat and went in to see the guy
He said, what the hell kind of a freak are you?
I said, I’m neither long-haired nor a person—2 out of 3 ain’t bad.
🎶Signs, signs everywhere#SciFanSat
They promised to #diffuse her loss so that her pain became the drop instead of the ocean. She could not imagine it would work so well but as she left – pain free for the first time in years – the photo in her bag was the only #sign the child had ever existed.#vss365 #SciFanSat
— Amy Wilson – Vanishing Night out now! (@WritesAmy) April 23, 2022
I ran my fingers through the animal's long fur. It tilted its head back, eyes closed, body gently rumbling.
— A.L. MacDonald (@A_L_MacDonald) April 23, 2022
"Stop! Didn't you see the #sign?"
I jerked my hand away. A sharp tingle crept up my fingers. I watched them begin to #diffuse away.#satsplat#scifansat#vss365#vsspic pic.twitter.com/aiSbXmIY43
Gran used to read signs in everything: dead birds, withered leaves, unseasonal rain. She elaborated with #diffuse reasons, esoteric references. When alone, we snickered at her ways.
— John Everex (@EverexJohn) April 23, 2022
Now she's gone, signs are everywhere. Unlike the others, we know to prepare.#scifansat#vss365
Firepuff—Kel’s pyrofelis—is missing again. No sign of her anywhere inside the base. Finally I look out the window and spot her lazing on the ion diffuser.
— Armond Boudreaux (@armondboudreaux) April 23, 2022
“Kel!” I call. “I…”
Then I see it. The cat has doubled in size, and her eyes burn orange.#SatSplat #SciFanSat #vss365
We were lost among the #diffuse stars and he knew it.
— Ellen✍K (@poeticnihilist) April 23, 2022
"You didn't follow the signs, did you?" I asked him.
"Signs?" he retorted, "In Space!"
But they are everywhere, on every particle of stardust, every absence of light, every nebula and constellation.#vss365 #SciFanSat
They searched the ship for a any sign of the crew. The science officer reported a white wolf running in the corridor. Someone saw a black cat. You're imagining things, the captain said.
— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) April 23, 2022
Hello, said a familiar, long-dead voice.
Mother! What are you doing here? #SciFanSat #sign
#SciFanSat
— Kimberly (@bionicanadian) April 23, 2022
"Were there any #signs?"… "Well, there were strange noises emanating from the event horizon"… "Is that all?"… "Things I dreamed of came to life, and an interdimensional gateway has taken root in my cellar."… "This sounds like a fairytale, are you high?"…
Found the succulent. Water from the fall diffused into crystal tributaries, leading to a hidden pool surrounding the loveliest plant we've ever seen. The air was… enticing. I put an out to lunch sign on our feed and Daf took me to the "O"zone😃.#bravewrite #scifansat #vss365
— Occam Razor (aka the Truant Memphis nerd) (@BeKindHumans) April 23, 2022
#SciFanSat
— aran (@AranPotente) April 23, 2022
He's dressed to kill like a neon #sign that could #diffuse a harmless message all's well & forgotten.
Hurting inside who'd blame him looking dashing & debonair while exacting revenge? Such strategy worked well in the past something he's capable of.#vss365#2WordPrompt
She loves well. Too well. No #balance
— Anna✨💫✨ (@annaburnsitdown) April 23, 2022
A suffocating breath replacing my own in my lungs
Her creeping love; thick like honey. Filling the cavities in my chest until my failing heart can only halt
No uneasy #sign, but the feeling that I could die of this love#vss365 #SciFanSat
I’ve lead this pen
— 𝕁A⃒𝕐 (@Jay_de4uture) April 24, 2022
across chains of time
as a blade releasing
it’s charms as a #sign
under stars they aligned
the graves filled
symbolically shaped
cases carried
victimized & #engage -d
fabled walls
run with paint
our inmates on Earth
channeling the pain#vss365 #SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/9D722pUq3t
We left Earth full of hope. All our analyses had convinced us we would be the ones to find it: extraterrestrial life. But after finding nothing, we despaired that perhaps we were unique. We were wrong. The first #sign was when we returned to find Earth no longer there. #Scifansat
— Scurra Ignavus (@ScurrasFolly) April 23, 2022
I am continually awed by the talent and creativity of the authors that grace SciFanSat with their voices. Above are highlighted microfiction tweets that I feel exemplify that talent, all compiled from our 04.23.2022 “Sign” prompt and event.
All tweets, art, and rights belong to their respective creators. No ownership or responsibility on my part is inferred by this post, just my admiration.
~Jason H. Abbott
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