Asher Wismer

writer
Flash Fiction

Vis Insita


Professor Rudnicki sits in a bar, bemoaning the particular mode of failure of his latest time travel.
Time is relative to our senses, space doubly so. What we perceive to be real is in fact the simple accumulation of expectation; we expect the glass to hold the whiskey, and we expect the whiskey to get us drunk, but only AFTER we drink it.
A star emerging from behind a blue planet.
  • Science Fiction
  • Definite Time Travel