Galactic Positioning System
Atop a Chilean mountain, two astronomers sat at a table littered with printouts, tablets, and coffee stains. Dr. Petrov scratched his beard and fidgeted in his…
The Fabric of Space
“Go ahead, touch it,” said the voice. The wall was larger than I could fathom. I trembled as I reached forward, terrified, but you wouldn’t know it through the…
Let there be light
I feel powerless, of course. I am the only non-degenerate matter left in this Universe - what if I were to join the flock? I paused for a year. How should I…
And Everything Under The Sun
She stands there, arms crossed in a vulnerable-but-not-really sort of way. It’s not me, it’s her, she says. The words “space” and “time” are used. She needs…