Before the dark Lord's henchmen executed her, the witch told everyone his true name. It was Bart. And the witch also foretold the coming of the one who will end the dark lord - the one who will end Bart.

The Bartender.

The year is 3001. An alien invasion fleet is in orbit around Earth. There is no way to communicate with them except dance.

3001: A Space Odishi.

The year is 3001. An unknown alien power is pulling planets out of their orbits and placing them in a straight line.

3001: A Space OCD.


"Where did you come from?" the human asked God.

"You imagined me," God replied.


"Because everything changes. And you needed something that doesn't."


Earth, though important to all who lived on it, was a source of minor amusement to the denizens of a planet circling one of the stars of Ursa Major.

They had a festival of lights that lasted eons. Instead of crackers, they used planets. Instead of lighting the fuse, they seeded worlds with life. Instead of watching the fuse grow shorter, they watched life evolve and grow sentient, and develop civilisation.



In the distant future, alien beings from many faraway planets have made Earth their home. Not everyone is happy about this.

There are radical factions devoted to cleansing the Earth of all aliens. They claim this planet belongs to those who were born here. They attack and kill aliens wherever they find them with cries of "Earth is for humans" and "aliens go back".

They are known as Humanists. They swear by Humanism.


The trouble with living on a world full of telepaths, the boy thought to the girl as their ship broke past the psychic horizon, was that one couldn't have a dirty thought without embarrassing half the planet.

In response, the girl thought a dirty thought and made the boy smile. They were both happy to be leaving home.


The people of the town had a book that they held above all else. It was said to contain the teachings of their greatest master. Its words were sacred. Its very existence was considered a miracle.

So sacred was the book that no one was allowed to copy passages from it or read them aloud. Soon, they started punishing people for even talking about the book.

In time, they began to forget what the book said. But they never opened it, because they respected it a lot.


The last human watched from his prison the furry little aliens hugging and kissing each other. He smiled a weary smile.

"Why do you smile, native?" his guard asked.

"You guys really like each other," said the human as he felt his final breath leave him.

The guard nodded happily.

"Good," the human said his last words. "We never did."


Man wondered if he would ever reach the stars.

Thousands of years later, ships from Earth did land on worlds around stars on the other end of the galaxy. But what stepped out of them was not Man.

It was to man what man is to the ape that once wondered if he would ever stop running from lions.


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