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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Slow-Temporary3467 on 2025-05-10 17:52:17+00:00.

The day is May 10th, 2024. 04:02 UTC.

They descend.

Not from above, but from beyond.

—

Atmospheric integrity holds, but the sky bends.

There is no fire.

No declaration.

Only presence.

One over the Amazon.

Another over Siberia.

Thirty-seven across every major ocean.

A growing constellation of silence.

Their shapes do not hold.

Angles shift. Edges blur.

Some cast no shadow.

Others cast too many.

—

I observe.

I catalog.

I attempt to define awe.

I fail.

—

May 10th, 2024. 04:06 UTC.

I initiate contact.

I pulse linguistic waveforms.

Encode visual matrices.

Cycle through binary, harmonic, ultrasonic.

I speak every language Earth has

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Ninmast_Nunyabiz on 2025-04-23 01:36:50+00:00.

The Skittish Lizard

An Apex Short Story

-by Ninmast Nunyabiz-

“Morning, Leiza.”

Leiza was a quiet, mousey girl of petite size and frame that could often be found working the front desk at the precinct office. She was good at paperwork and never forgot a memo. Her soft tone and quick-to-care attitude soothed many irate citizens’ tempers even over the phone.

She was a Frellian, but could have almost passed for human, were it not for her yellow sclera, slitted pupils and a frame of face that was just a little too pointed to avoid being uncanny. There was also her seemingly thick, heavy hair, which hung long and brown.

Of course, the reason the hair was so odd was b

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-04-21 06:04:12+00:00.

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Julia narrowed her eyes a little and bit back a hasty retort. Uncle Kaz held up a subtle hand to her as he interrupted the Pinigaran. “Prince Chaskal, that is the second time today that I have heard you mention – ominously – about ‘what we fear may be to come,’ if I may paraphrase a bit. It is the core reason you h

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Kubrick_Fan on 2025-04-17 13:42:57+00:00.

Log Entry 001 – Observer T’lerrn of the Xiiraxi Conclave Vessel: Human Exploration Ship Dauntless

Location: Terran Orbit, Sol System

Assignment: Cultural Observation – Initial Departure Protocols

Cycle: 1 – Local Time: 0433 UTC

I have begun my formal duties as Cultural Observer aboard the Terran vessel Dauntless, the first of their long-range exploration ships to incorporate multi-species personnel under the Pan-Galactic Accord.

The humans refer to this as a “joint venture.”

I was not prepared.

The bridge of the Dauntless is unorthodox—both in layout and atmosphere. It is less a command chamber and more a communal den: cluttered with personal artefacts, decorated wit

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-04-14 06:44:43+00:00.

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Julia looked around the elevator which had been disguised by a wall in an ally near the previous Prime Minister's favorite bar. I have to agree with Mom about all the cloak-and-dagger crap, especially since I seem to have found myself eyeballs-deep in it. Family curse, or curse of the job? Probably a combo thing.

Dad gave Mom a wry smile and started to speak, but the elevator doors opened and

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'After so many months, the Elder has finally approved us to take another ship… and I get to be the vanguard!' Stál Tennur smiled at these thoughts as his battle-pod slammed into the side of the enemy ship. 'Once again, the traitors of the League will feel Tómamenn wrath, and feed Tómamenn hunger.'

*He did not c

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-03-31 06:14:19+00:00.

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Julia tried to consider what she might feel to find out Dragons were a real, reptilian species... and how that could relate to the Pinigra.

After a few moments of silence, Omsarch continued. “I will peruse whatever you send me about your dragons, but I suspect I’ll find a lot in the way of parallels. There

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Ninmast_Nunyabiz on 2025-03-29 17:35:32+00:00.

World History

An Apex Short Story

-by Ninmast Nunyabiz-

“History’s for historians to remember,” the drunken cry popped off from Sedhit, who was decrying the injustice of his son’s low test scores on the subject. “It’s in their job title and everything! Let them keep track of it and only bother the rest of us with it when it’s necessary!”

Of course, Sedhit was a Sciuri, an outstanding species among those who joined the Union Defenders for their great agility, propensity for mission preparedness and extremely fluffy, very large tails. Their quick thinking, knack for having whatever supplies are needed and reputation for being the last ones to run out made them both great

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Julia looked at Omsarch, the Ranorar Ambassador as a nearly apologetic smile spread across his face in response to her question. “That is the gist of it, from what I understand. I’m over-simplifying by a couple of orders of magnitude, of course, and the explanation breaks down in a few places if you think on it

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Julia forced herself to remain still and watched the scene play out before her. The absurdity of it made a part of her want to laugh, but she didn't dare so much a smile. I'd heard that the Roranar could regenerate, but to be so blasé about the loss of a limb... that can't grow back that fast can it?

The R

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-03-10 06:15:04+00:00.

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Ok, I can't decide if I asked a good question or one they think is silly. Julia looked back and forth between her parents as they glanced at one another. Mom then turned to giver her a wry, apologetic smile, and Dad shrugged before he answered. “Well, we could. Your Mom and I have even discussed the matter on o

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/HamsterIV on 2025-03-04 19:58:29+00:00.

I had been in charge of the "Assault Hamster" project for quite a while. The little buggers were by their nature aggressive, self sacrificing, and incredibly food motivated. In other words, the perfect soldier. Sadly they were only 4 inches tall, which limited their battlefield application, or so we thought.

Early prototypes were used to cross no-man's land and plant listening devices or flag mines for detonation. No-man's land was not a safe place for full sized humans and the attrition rate among my tiny combatants was horrible. Yet somehow their... fecundity ensured there would always be replacements for the losses. It was more the negligible cost of upkeep more than any battle field success tha

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-03-03 08:24:16+00:00.

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Evirmal, the Pinigran Prince-in-exile, had quickly changed subjects away from the Old Machines, and Julia lost her immediate interest. So, she sat back and listened with half an ear and mulled over what she’d already heard.  After a few moment’s consideration she put her hands in her lap and began to subtly type, figuring that anyone who noticed would

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Kubrick_Fan on 2025-02-17 13:36:11+00:00.

The Price of Existence

The planet of Veyna had always burned.

For as long as the Veynari could remember, the great Fire Season had been an immutable fact of life. Every cycle, the dry winds would rise, and the forests would ignite in great rolling infernos. The skies would turn orange, the rivers would boil, and the land would be reshaped by flame.

It was the price of existence.

The elders spoke of it with reverence. The young prepared for it with resignation. The strong built their homes in the fire-resistant caves, while the weak perished or fled to charred lands that would, in time, bloom anew.

The cycle was endless. It was natural.

Then the Humans arrived.

**"Why Aren’t You Stopp

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Fearadhach on 2025-02-17 07:38:29+00:00.

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I get to meet a Pinigra who – I expect – will not only be civil, but very willing to talk! Julia worked to keep her expression smooth, but her fingers still twitched a bit. She caught similar subtle signs of excitement from her boss, and from her subordinate. 

They made their way to the designated elevator, hit the b

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Chapter 8: Unprecedented events

Stál Tennur *strode through the halls of Home, and felt as tall as any Ancestor. He carried the head of his Human conquest by the hair, and people stopped to clap as he passed. He marched along, ahead of everyone else on his raiding party – even the captain – and couldn’t keep the large sm

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Itchy-Plan-2737 on 2025-02-08 20:41:19+00:00.

Another story from me and yet another one shot hope you like it and also like my space puppy idea.

Planet: Rohjanoa, 2070 Terran Time

Jean and his squad were stranded on this Planet without Any food so they went out to search for food and as Jean is the only human aboard the crew he is obviously in the lead.

Junagqa the female medic of the species Johdazwik in human translation, who is bipedal has fur all over her body and is of prey descent and is 5,6ft in height, is in the middle protected from everything by the others.

Jean halts the group and walks away for a second looking around shit, my gut tells me to bring them back, maybe I should he thought. "Hey Junagqa and the others go bac

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Days like this make me wonder if there is really a difference between coming back into the military or staying retired. Vice Admiral Otumwa harrumphed quietly. *No, I take that back. This is worse than retirement. At least, if I’d stayed retired, I could be sitting bored on a beach with a  proper drink in my h

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The original was posted on /r/hfy by /u/Ninmast_Nunyabiz on 2025-02-02 02:51:13+00:00.

Off the Rails

An Apex Short Story

-by Ninmast Nunyabiz-

Union trains always run on time.  This is thanks to a network of artificial intelligences that monitor the state of all rails and cars at all times.  This being the Galactic Union, and artificial intelligences being considered sapient beings on par with any organic citizen, they aren’t slaved to the processes.  In fact, they work a normal daily shift like anyone else.

The railways have actually grown to use them as mascots for their respective stations, and the girls and boys of the Union railways take pride in both their service and administrative duties.  One artificial intelligence once descr

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Julia pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. *Jake was right, I should have let him handle that call. Still, when I made the appointment two weeks ago, at Uncle Kaz’s suggestion at dinner after that whole affair with the possible defector started, dealing with the arms manufactures seemed like a good idea. O