(from the upcoming novel A New Earth — The Apocalypse Locus) (Pre-order now) continued from previous: Aspen had skipped Aberash’s sermon. She was all the way down at the other end of the beach by herself, in a similar lagoon, surrounded by the same glow. Holding her arms out, she…

continued from previous continued from previous David stood in the middle of the square, allowing himself to process the new landscape around him: anywhere he cast his eyes, it was chaos. It was destruction. It was a visual mess, a battle between green and brown — as if an angry…

The current pandemic has undoubtedly been entirely the fault of humans, and for more reasons than one: First, our increasing encroachment into wildlife habitats brought us into contact with new viruses. Second, the disruption of ecosystems through climate change and the ecological apocalypse shifted the dynamics between viruses and hosts…

A Tale of Two Economies — By now, some of us have began to realise that our economic system is responsible for the totality of the mess our planet is in: natural destruction, accelerating mass extinction, exploitation and inequality, and deterioration of physical and mental health. In fact, all of the above are necessary ingredients of…

The cloud started its life small: a tiny grey blemish in the sky, completely unaware of its own malignancy. As it sat lonely at the backside of the mountain, it became used to being fed by humans, just like a butcher’s dog. It never rained, not even moved. Just sat…

Spawned into abundance offspring of a wealthy family you were cursed with a cognitive malfunction gorging on your mother’s unlimited milk as she cleaned up after your messes. And then the wind changed Covered in your own filth, you watched the earth burn you saw your cities melt like sandcastles…

It is here, where two bitter rivals once declared a truce. Digging into their permanent trenches, they put down their weapons long ago, nonchalantly resigned to a treaty neither of them care for anymore. Because this is where the sea gave up trying, leaving its last breath on the shore. …

You built your lonely castle in the dark, crafted in complete silence, as you patiently labored a lifetime’s work in anonymity. You aged gracefully, letting time encroach, carve its scaffolds on your fortress. Until one day, Long after you died, your castle was thrusted out into the spotlight, washed up…

I was born in your abyss, along with many other creatures. We huddled in your translucent blanket, sheltering in the darkness, thriving in suspended incubation. Oblivious to the threats outside, we had you to protect us. Always ready to become a martyr, throw yourself on the rocks, the crushing sound of your body our lullaby. And we grew, And we grew. And when we reached the surface, we forgot about you.