The soil had soured somewhat. We still planted it, of course, for what else was there to do? But the stems were spindly and the plants were weak and we’d sometimes find the fruits lying fallen in the rows now. Mite removal was now a daily affair in the weakened fields.
I like a piece that makes one think. Unfortunately I am pressed for time at the moment and will have to look at this again when (hopefully) I can understand what all this is about ;)
Very well done -- there's an undercurrent of ideas that makes the narrative more interesting. Looking forward to the next installment.
This was a very interesting way to approach this topic. Well done.
Given I follow a guy who baked for the Chinese Mafia and somehow ended up becoming a crypto journalist who teamed up with an ex football playing forensic accountant to expose a massive wildcat bank fraud run by a plastic surgeon whose bank is run by creator of Inspector Gadget . . . Why couldn't a lyrical Bearlord be a budding scifi writer?
It works damn you!
Ahh well, a boy can dream. Figured it was a long shot that you were playing off the scifi classic Footfall.
But the magic of the internet is not really knowing what the other person might say
next . . .
Assuming this is a rough draft and looking for feedback. Good start. But you have only set the background. Who is the narrator and why do we care about his thoughts?
The crop/drone thing was pretty vague and I didn't understand the blue icon part.
And is drone definition the old fashioned generic disposable robot or the more current "flying robot" .
Triple moons will mean odd tidal effects (for the hard core scifi nerds).
But equal to many of the Analog short stories I read growing up.