Part I of LegacyHe felt more than saw the light on the side of his face as he scrubbed the Torii. He heard Ryuuji's gasp below him, but he was already turning toward it, that impossible blossom of crimson and orange over the city like another sun. He felt fear, panic, disbelief, awe, enough that he lost his balance and sent them both toppling backwards on their slim ladder. There was no sound. Even before, a part of his mind had been noting the silence, no birds, no insect, nothing until Ryuuji's gasp and then the blast of...

As Ryuuji Shimuzu left the last checkpoint at Santa Susana Field Laboratory, he turned onto the first of several circuitous roads that would eventually lead him to Highway 118. And Daiki. Just as he turned his back on work,...

Part I of LegacyHe felt more than saw the light on the side of his face as he scrubbed the Torii. He heard Ryuuji's gasp below him, but he was already turning toward it, that impossible blossom of crimson and...

This was their world, every inch, from one corner to the other. They were as relaxed and secure on ‘the block’ as most other people in their living rooms. As kids, they had thrown water balloons from the rooftops on...

Foreword: This story is fiction framed in ethnology. First published by Altair Magazine of Australia, which no longer exists.  The illustration was scanned from the magazine. Updated in 2010 to honor the Vancouver community, whose Canadian and First Nations societies...

[In a flurry of obeisant response, Kim Jong Un enters a guided ballistic missile complex just outside Pyongyang City. In white-glove inspection mode, the “Great Leader” directs his conversation to any number of identical and appropriately terrified listeners.] KIM:...

Lisa opened her eyes to the hazy grey of a Florida morning. Like the varied instruments of an orchestra slowly coming to life, one by one the woodland voices came to her ears. Grimacing, she pushed aside long, loose strands...