1. There are prophecies written in the stars if you know how to read them– but they aren’t our stars and it takes mankind centuries to reach them.
2. It’s a janitorial robot, not a pet, but the administration has given up removing the googly eyes and floppy ears that the grad students keep on supergluing where they think the head should be.
3. She leans back against the rope slowly, testing the pull as the sandbags lift off the ground. The ancient pulley system complains but holds. It’ll be closer than she’d like but with the horses’ help, she should be able to lift them all to safety.
4. Fire licks along the hull as they skirt the atmosphere and tiny alien stingrays no bigger than a mouse ride their heat wake.
5. “What happens if they learn to bypass death?” asked Clotho as she thumbed through the news on her phone.
“Nothing mortal wants to live forever,” Atropos sniffed dismissively and sipped her latte. “They might think they do now, but in the end they’ll come back to me.”
“It’s going to make a mess of the loom.” Lachesis pushed away the last of her pancakes, suddenly queasy, and tried not to think about the possibility.