Sunlight filtered through the tree as Ronan lay on the quad lawn with his textbook. An ant crawled along the spine and Ronan flicked it away before turning the page — smashed ant might further lower the value of the book when he sold it back at the end of the semester. A shadow fell across the book...
The anarchist is in the wandering city. It’s about communication across huge distances. Word length: 1100. #WriteMoreSciFi
SciFi Prompt Bot (@SciFiBotPrompt) March 26, 2017
The sun sat high in the sky on the vernal equinox as Ronan stood in the shade of the Joshua tree. If he’d decoded the...