Stories tagged “pilot”

  • Falling Home

    Reentry is a tricky thing at best. The Ph.D.s on the ground tell us that we’re always falling, in a manner of speaking. Way I look at it, orbiting the planet’s got nothing to do with the soul-shaking fall back into the atmosphere. Come in t...

    • Author: Jason Garber
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Flying Fortunes

    Everything was hazy, nebulous, ill-defined… But one thing was certain. She was here. She was alive. Everything seemed so delightfully mundane – a trip to the market? A evening of reading? A quiet lunch? He couldn’t be sure… But ...

    • Author: Ted Thompson
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Prepping to Launch

    So we’d been sent up to screw the bulb back in. A routine mission. But even now, two hundred years after Gagarin and Glen, nothing about space travel is ever routine. There’s too much that can go wrong. It’s funny to say that, given t...

  • Ambition's End

    “When I grow up,” I told Grandfather, “I want to be a pilot, just like Slim Tyler.” I was ten and had just finished a very thick book by Richard Stone, called Aviation Stories For Boys, in which Mr. Tyler had vanquished his enem...

  • The Ascent

    The sun shone through the shades hanging from the window, laying streaks of light on the Captains face. He woke, rubbing the light from his eyes. It wasn’t long before he was shaven and dressed. His wings glistened on the front of his jacket as the s...

  • Human Factor

    Reve sipped his coffee, quietly scanning the darkness ahead, as the engine carried on across barren wasteland. Just over 200kph and humming right along without a feature in sight. It was flat nothingness after more nothingness, and Reve calculated that...

  • Keywords

    This campfire society is a call to isolation. Away from technology’s test, no need to duck bullets. Sequestered away from that teeming death hole, One may take pride in life and philosophy, comedy and fears. It is a speed run from darkness to lig...

    • Author: Tesseract
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • Weapons Training Guide

    I am the daughter of a society on Mars. We live in isolation, fighting our way out of this dark hole, void of Earth’s poetic technology, such as firepower based on philosophy and metaphysics. Starships sail near. When we see them in space, we sen...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
  • Jungle Jane Junior

    I got the call on my radio at 6AM. I dressed with speed, praying the Jeep would run. Working in isolation from society was nice most days, but not when I was the only civilized one, a daughter of Jane Goodall. There is no room for fear when approaching...

  • Pilot

    A pilot’s life doesn’t have many constants. It’s a lonely life; always flying from one place to another,but never stopping long enough to have real relationships. Until Marie, the longest I’d kept a girlfriend was two months. I&...

  • Personal Space Pilot

    Space occupies my mind. I consider the distance between you and I. Leagues and years create an impassable chasm. Unable to find answers, my head is as good as empty. “Where do you think you’re going?” she rasps, hot whiskey-tinged bre...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5

    Space hung like black infinity before Darren. As on every space walk, he gasped at the awesomeness of it. Behind him floated The Impetus, to which he was liberally tethered. At his feet spun the Earth, all blues and greens splattered with white. Watchi...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 7. Cramped

    Space is limited here in the box. It reminds me of the other boxes I left behind. The bullies’ spaces, after dying. Like this glass compartment, a viewing booth of sorts, their boxes were sterile, clean. So were their bodies. The ichor I left beh...

  • The Final Frontier

    “Space, the final frontier” The last unexplored territory left to the human race As if we have explored every other aspect Of the world beneath our feet But what of the deepest caverns within the misty mountains Or the darkest waters of the salty s...

    • Author: remembrancer
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • 17. Conclusion: My Dark Campfire

    I PILOT my FEAR from EARTH to MARS, I hurtle through SPACE at the SPEED of LIGHT SOCIETY may CALL to me from afar; But I RUN through DARKNESS in my fright. I’ll never calm my DAUGHTER’s FEARS, Or take PRIDE in her laughter at a COMEDY show....