“Certain”: A SciFanSat Microfiction Compilation

For all souls death is #certain, true of the old world, but then they found a way to live for ever.

By donating your body you were resurrected a clone; all memories wiped—new start, sent to Mars.

Earth left, a watery globe…the universe empty of humans. #scifansat #satsplat

— Fizzy AllsortsOfAllsorts (@Fizzytwizler) April 8, 2023

This much we know, the old woman said—
What is certain in this uncertain world? The sun and moon follow each other. Lakes become mirrors. Clouds come and go.
I'll let you live, the general said. I enjoy your fanciful stories. #SciFanSat #certain

— Voima Oy (@voimaoy) April 8, 2023

The
heart
holds a #certain
believe that
the rise of
otherworldly
being
ticks
nearer,
every#transcendent
movement
of liberty
grows
faster,
if we can only#disconnect
our planet
from the
thread
of the
devourer.#vss365 #SciFanSat #BrknShards #WritingCommunity pic.twitter.com/wGXbmhFFqY

— KING OF THE MEEK🏁🪐☄️ (@Efizipapa) April 8, 2023

When had everything became so disconnected and uncertain? She wasn’t sure of much except that everything had gotten so complicated. The ship and crew had only been a means to an end. Nothing more.
Staring out at the stars, she knew that was no longer true.#vss365 #SciFanSat

— R.S.Bass is writing (@RSBasswrites) April 8, 2023

I remember burning a perfect fist-sized hole in his chest with my laser pistol. With that type of injury, death was #certain. Yet here he was, a sick smile on his face.
"Who are you?"
"I've come back from the dead."
"What!"
"Nah, you killed my twin brother."#satsplat#SciFanSat

— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) April 8, 2023

Personal log, entry 1: I have figured out how to disconnect from the all-mind, but only for a certain period of time. If I don’t “resurrect”’ in the MetaMatrix by the next sweep, I will face discipline from the authorities.#vss365 #SciFanSat #Satsplat #scifisat

— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) April 8, 2023

"Look, I know you're the hero, brave, #lionhearted, and so on… but every time we hear the word 'quest', you #disconnect your brain and go into a rage of #blind #destruction, #certain you're right. Can we stop and think please?"

"Ugg."#vss365 #2WordPrompt #vssmagic #SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/oAuToZ4i53

— That Burnt Writer (@ThatBurntWriter) April 8, 2023

Longing to disconnect, he tried the pill, but it was a mistake.
Since then, regularities aren't certain anymore: clocks ticks faster, birds are frozen in the air, and people come from planar surfaces to hunt him.
He now lives within realities.#scifansat #vss365 #amwriting #scifi pic.twitter.com/YIzpneDeMA

— Baltar Xinzo (@BaltarXinzo) April 8, 2023

A certain courtier creeps through the door. The queen is at her rest in the bed. He's bribed the maids to leave.

He stabs down, but into pillows. He feels a terrible pain in his back. He turns to see the queen grinning.

"No one wins against me," she says.#SciFanSat #vss365

— Danielle Ste. Just (@DanielleSteJust) April 8, 2023

no more certain for tomorrow
than the dead or alive
distracted moon
chopping sea muscling
its planet flares fearlessly
rocking and rolling like a runaway barrel
death rattles to Tchaikovsky
drums and centennials of blood#SciFanSat#poem #poetry

— susan osborne (@osbornecsue) April 8, 2023

#SciFanSat #Vss365
Certain she’d screwed up big time, she threw caution to the winds and disconnected from the anchor of her flesh. Buoyed on tendrils of fragrant west wind—moist from the sea & warmed by sunshine—she danced thru the filigreed gates of her next life. pic.twitter.com/34AHnxC1pi

— Cecily Winter: getting my act together. (@winter_cecily) April 8, 2023

“I still don’t understand what you did a couple hours ago, Mercy, but I know telepathy when I see it. I’m certain about you. I’ve never been more certain of anything.”

He kept saying things in a way that felt like telepathy was an afterthought.
–Mercy Rising#SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/mnLSKKxgF6

— Bowen Greenwood (@bowengreenwood) April 8, 2023

Time-travel had blurred the edges of the map again, erasing centuries of exploration as humanity entered a new age of adventure. On my first solo expedition for the Empire, I became certain that the world itself was disappearing faster than it could be rediscovered.#SciFanSat

— Andrew Anderson 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 (@soorploom) April 8, 2023