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@Archivist@social.linux.pizza
2026-07-15 23:38:16

Well, thanks for the dreams I guess
#shortstory

# *Cupido minimus* <small>by Ludovic 'Archivist' Lagouardette</small> — See Mark, my father said softly, look how with a thin blade I can help it out of the cocoon From the viewport, I could see outer space, the almost infinite expanses of the galaxy. My father, dressed in a heavy red and golden jacket, was sitting next to the terrarium on the table. — Are you listening Mark? — Yes, Father My father straightened his back. A complicated feat for a man that already kept it so straight. The m…
My father was now to the verge of crying, his eyes were swelling with tears that the lack of gravity in our ship could not let roll on his cheeks. — See, Mark, these Baronets have now the duty to keep the memory of these animals alive. Maybe Todd's father is right now sitting next to his son, at a desk similar to this, showing him the empty terrarium that held the last of the very small creatures they were tasked to defend. — Does it mean that Todd will learn to draw? Father was surprised by …
@cosmos4u@scicomm.xyz
2026-08-05 01:48:54

Yeah, Archive! Here is the full Ray #Bradbury #shortstory “There Will Come Soft Rains” - read by Leonard #Nimoy: archive.org/details/bradbury-n

@cosmos4u@scicomm.xyz
2026-08-04 21:08:09

Today, August 4, 2026, is the setting of Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” published 76 years ago about a fully automated house continuing on after the family who lived there and the world around it died in a nuclear blast: #Bradbury #dystopia #shortstory