The jumpgate network has become unreliable: Some starships arrive at the wrong destination… or never emerge at all.
Codex - Starlight 2 Miscellany - Crowdsourcing Post
Every smartphone in the world receives the same email message from “yellowking@carco.sa”. The subject line is: “Have you seen the Yellow Sign?” The message is blank, save for the attachment, “yellowsign.jpg”.
- The spiders leave. They just … go.
- Architectural steel warps and sings.
- Owls begin to gather in vast murmurations.
- The moon takes on a sickly verdance.
- Sundial shadows lengthen and waver, like the flickering of a candle flame.
The war is over. Peace reigns over the land. Guns are melted into plowshares, and among all the world’s wildlife, there is no fighting or competition. The idea of violence is hard to even comprehend these days, even to swat a fly.
The night sky is perfectly visible every night. Every star bright and shining, even in the middle of the city. Almost like the universe wants you to see them, to know where they are.
You look into your backyard and see your cat and six others from the neighborhood in a circle, slowly moving back and forth in a bizarre feline dance. A pile of dead songbirds lies in the middle of their circle. The cats suddenly stop and all gaze up at you.
A mysterious song sudden hits the top of the charts, The Stars are Alright, by the Don’t Say Who.
The pull of the unseen constellation grows, shifting tides, first pulling the seas back, in places revealing miles of mud and detritus, then the mantle itself: volcanism, catastrophic sinkholes, and rivers of tar.
anything from The nine lives of Thomas Katz.
All cellphones on this longitude buzz sporadically. If left on a flat surface, they align.
The moon and stars have turned blood red, but only when viewed in a mirror.
A star has been growing larger in our sky for the past week. They say it’s a comet. You feel called to take a pilgrimage to Mount Rushmore, where it’s supposed to make impact.
A constellation is missing from the sky. At the same time, a young hairless child of 12 is noticed in the town.
The 9 o’clock program “Dancing with the stars” is taking on new relevance this week as dancers are immolated on live TV. Ratings are up.
The sun should have risen hours ago, but the stars continue to wheel overhead, revealing previously unknown, disquieting constellations.
A new cereal is now on the shelves, Happy Stars. The contents are dried fungus formed into brightly colored stars.
Five city blocks downtown collapse into a sinkhole. Inside the pit, a salty lake forms far from the sea, dark as night, flickering lights from sunken offices like stars in the depths.
Is that a cover of “The Stars Are All Right” by the Kings in Yellow?
Everyone remembers driving on the other side of the road, but the signs and layout say differently.
Thanks, everyone! These are terrifically creepy! The thread is now closed.
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