Festival of the Light, by Noumenon
Some really quite lovely phrasing here. I am dying to know more about a society that displays ground-breaking new scientific discoveries via the medium of dance. All it lacked for me to vote was some kind of minimal story arc, or some greater insight into Seliana's character - I think you fell into the trap of lavishly describing physical characteristics and technical details at the expense of emotional engagement.
The Truth that Blinds, by MrBF1V3
I'm intrigued by this one. It raises a fair few questions, though, with precious little for my feeble powers of deduction to go on. Was the mention of the dying star relevant? Like Noumenon, I jumped to the first conclusion that the creatures were somehow secret helpers who had transported the humans from one dying system to another (or protected them somehow during their current star's low-activity), but then why all the secrecy? Do the creatures demand some dreadful payment for their services? Are the 'Makers' the creatures, or village artisans (and what is the difference between Makers and Techs)?
Some technical nits near the beginning, uncharacteristic of the pen of BF1V3, in the form of missing commas.
“All week COMMA pa?”
“All week COMMA young one,” Pa replied. It was the second day of the festival, the day of questions. For the whole nine days of the week COMMA everyone in the village would walk about with their eyes closed as the techs lit the streets with glaringly bright lights.
The overall tone was just that little bit dry for me, the detached, archaic dialogue put a layer between this reader and the characters. Together with the opaque scenario, it made it too much of an effort to get enthusiastic about.
NIGHTFALL AND LIGHTS RISE, by Slynt
This one struck a chord with me, just one of those things. Bit heavy-handed with ye-olde medieval-speake - the setting is more than enough to suggest period, and arbitrary omission of word contractions - you glaringly slip one in right at the end - can be a bit tedious. Thankfully you didn't make them say 'thee' or 'thou'!
By the end, I was left with a smile on my face at the charming interaction between the old man and the child, but then I'm a sentimental fool.
Tototl Ascends, by Nils Durban
Another one I really liked, I was torn between this and
Nightfall (obviously I'm a sucker for Grandparent/Grandchild mystic ceremonies). Strong writing all the way through, an absorbing ride with a subtle ending, marred by the last sentence which hammered the point home too hard.
Pariah Cones, by Caedus
I struggled to get to grips with this one. There's no story to speak of, just a transitional scene between two
characters, although they both sound fun and I'd be interested to know how they got where they are and where they're going.