Muted Words
1 - Morning Ritual Every Monday you see her sitting in the cafe. She slowly drinks her coffee. Her eyes are closed when she drinks. A smile appears faintly at the corners of her eyes. Her hair is gray, falling softly around her ears, not touching her shoulders. She goes by the name of Mara, but most people don’t know that. The cafe is bustling with activity, but the lady is in her own world. No one drinks coffee anymore. Everyone orders chai lattes or curcuma-infused milk or herbal teas. Coff...
Muted Words
1 - Morning Ritual Every Monday you see her sitting in the cafe. She slowly drinks her coffee. Her eyes are closed when she drinks. A smile appears faintly at the corners of her eyes. Her hair is gray, falling softly around her ears, not touching her shoulders. She goes by the name of Mara, but most people don’t know that. The cafe is bustling with activity, but the lady is in her own world. No one drinks coffee anymore. Everyone orders chai lattes or curcuma-infused milk or herbal teas. Coff...
A truck, a motorbike and a question
“We got a call to dispatch to an accident. A motorbike and a truck were involved. It was a dark, cold November evening and, with these wet roads, I was expecting the worst. It's always the best to expect the worst. Guts lying on the street. Smashed head. Something along those lines. It was just after nine in the evening when we received that call. My shift was well under way, but the longest hours were still ahead of me: the midnight hours. My friends in customer service called it the gr...
A truck, a motorbike and a question
“We got a call to dispatch to an accident. A motorbike and a truck were involved. It was a dark, cold November evening and, with these wet roads, I was expecting the worst. It's always the best to expect the worst. Guts lying on the street. Smashed head. Something along those lines. It was just after nine in the evening when we received that call. My shift was well under way, but the longest hours were still ahead of me: the midnight hours. My friends in customer service called it the gr...
Algorithmic Emptiness - Chapter 2
Chapter 1 Raika startled. It felt like she woke up from a dream. A shrill, high pitched cut through her thoughts. She focused her gaze on her displays right in front of her. All the lights blinked bright red and the sound was unbearable, piercing her brain like a thousand little needles. Her confusion only lasted half a second and her palms became sweaty. On her screen, big and bold, the message “You are late for your meeting with Tom [boss]” followed by her delay, updated by seconds: 10: 13 ...
Algorithmic Emptiness - Chapter 2
Chapter 1 Raika startled. It felt like she woke up from a dream. A shrill, high pitched cut through her thoughts. She focused her gaze on her displays right in front of her. All the lights blinked bright red and the sound was unbearable, piercing her brain like a thousand little needles. Her confusion only lasted half a second and her palms became sweaty. On her screen, big and bold, the message “You are late for your meeting with Tom [boss]” followed by her delay, updated by seconds: 10: 13 ...
Algorithmic Emptiness - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Raika swiped right. Over and over again. Before each swipe she halted a moment, contemplating the picture that appeared in front of her. Sometimes she tapped a little hourglass on the top right, making the picture disassembled into a series of drawings appeared, sorting themselves chronically. She zoomed in on some, reading quotes from them, only to close them all by pinching the artificial drawings and swiping right. With a sudden big exhale she punched the holographic screen float...
Algorithmic Emptiness - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Raika swiped right. Over and over again. Before each swipe she halted a moment, contemplating the picture that appeared in front of her. Sometimes she tapped a little hourglass on the top right, making the picture disassembled into a series of drawings appeared, sorting themselves chronically. She zoomed in on some, reading quotes from them, only to close them all by pinching the artificial drawings and swiping right. With a sudden big exhale she punched the holographic screen float...
Another move
1 -Sarah sat still on the edge of the Shannon river. The grass was rough, pricking her bare skin. The air was heavy and humid. She loved this sensation as if walking through the air, and the resistance it offers on these days. She knew that soon it would all be over. The new home will be thousands of kilometers away. Instead of an average of 18ºC, with heavy rains and wonderful warm summer days, she’ll have to get used to boots and stamping through snow. The silence at the river, the slow mov...
Another move
1 -Sarah sat still on the edge of the Shannon river. The grass was rough, pricking her bare skin. The air was heavy and humid. She loved this sensation as if walking through the air, and the resistance it offers on these days. She knew that soon it would all be over. The new home will be thousands of kilometers away. Instead of an average of 18ºC, with heavy rains and wonderful warm summer days, she’ll have to get used to boots and stamping through snow. The silence at the river, the slow mov...
