Karl Bunker

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Fiction 1: “Overtaken” by Karl Bunker 04:15

“I found you.”

The ship that said this had a mass of a few grams. It was composed of a central nodule less than a centimeter across, surrounded by kilometers-wide web constructed of sparsely distributed mononuclear wires.

In the past, Karl Bunker has been a software developer, jeweler, musical instrument maker, sculptor, mechanical technician, and a few other even-less-interesting things. He lives in a suburb of Boston, Mass., with his wife, a dog, two cats, three chickens and sundry fish.

Fiction 2: “This Quiet Dust” by Karl Bunker 28:00

If it had been human, if it had had a voice, perhaps it would have cried out. With shock, amazement, and with some fear, it might have made a sound, trembled...