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By Jim Westergren

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The Ultimate Ritual
Posted in Short Stories on January 6th, 2005

Aliath felt the wind blowing through his white bear. The cold air made an effect on him even though he was a High-Elf. He was the last person existing who had been around since more than thousand years - almost the beginning of time. He has done everything that could be imagined, seen man performing [...]


“Mr. Wilson, you are not supposed to know.”
Posted in Short Stories on January 6th, 2005

I think I should begin by telling you who I am. My name is Freddy Ivanov and I am 17 years old, I think. I am writing this letter as a last communication from the human species, because I am the last human.


The Curious Robot
Posted in Short Stories on January 14th, 2004

In a far distant future, Earth was inhabited by robots and the quantity of the human race was less than thousand. There were three main classes of robots - Construction, Transport and Repair robots. This is a story of a special repair robot. He was small, new, yellow … and curious.


The Intergalactic Rebel Troop Leader
Posted in Short Stories on May 10th, 2003

The new pilot of the Intergalactic Rebel Troop was desperate to find his leader. They had lost each other as he had made a mistake on the strategic defence operation Alpha 17 by having gone to wrong location. He had misunderstood the mission orders which had brought him in confusion - something he realized when [...]


The Vision
Posted in Short Stories on May 9th, 2003

Ken McLeod was rocking with the chair daydreaming. Algebra was boring for him, too easy.
“Ken! Don’t rock with the chair!” Said Miss Lansteiner.
Ken made himself to sit properly and looked at the black board. Too simple for him.
Miss Lansteiner was a hard teacher and he didn’t like her.
Ken glanced over the other students who were [...]


Time-Trap
Posted in Short Stories on November 29th, 2002

The alarm rang. Bill woke up, tired. He sometimes hated this clock. It was Monday and yesterday he had been up quite late. He went up from bed and turned the alarm off. His flat was relatively small but enough for his needs. After having dressed and eaten his eggs and musli he went out [...]