Jim Stitzel
Joined Ficlatté in September 2014
144 stories, 6 challenges, 3 prompts, 414 comments, and 55 friends
Coffee beans earned: 5
I dabble a little in a lot of things — writing, webcomics, gaming, photography, web design, music, and more. I write code full-time and words in the gaps in between.
All Stories
A True Beginning
She heaved, great, gasping, shuddering sobs, still clutching the sword in her hand. Her tears that f…
Published 6 years ago.
Silence after the Storm
The forest lay in perfect stillness around her, the bodies of the beasts she had slain strewn haphaz…
Published 6 years ago.
Dancing with Death
Malika danced. Creatures emerged from the darkness all around her, and she whirled among them. Her s…
Published 6 years ago.
Feeding the Flame
Malika stepped back, spinning to her left as another creature lunged out of the darkness. The sword …
Published 6 years ago.
Rust, Blood, and Flame
Malika paced steadily deeper into the woods, sword out to the side. Pale blue flames, barely visible…
Published 6 years ago.
Swordmaiden
The little girl entered the forest, armed with nothing but her courage, her grim determination, and …
Published 6 years ago.
Departure
"Take care of her, Woost," said the faerie, lifting off from the pillow and flitting to the window. …
Published 6 years ago.
Fate
"What happens now?" asked Woost.
"Nothing," said the faerie, landing on the pillow next to the infa…
Published 6 years ago.
Dust
A spark of green faelight flitted through the nursery window as the last rays of day faded from the …
Published 6 years ago.
Light In My Eyes
I lay down for bed and turn out the lamp, but I still can't sleep. It's the light behind my eyes tha…
Published 6 years ago.
Mob
Damion stands at the edge of the woods, just inside the treeline. His attention is focused on the ho…
Published 6 years ago.
Beautiful Insanity
He is a tiny man. Under four feet tiny. Balding pate. Small eyes. Round, tortoiseshell glasses. Tatt…
Published 7 years ago.
Gods of Dirt
There were things we worshiped before the new gods. Things of the dirt. Things of the dark. Things t…
Published 7 years ago.
Husk
As the shade drifts by one particularly large oak, its glow momentarily illuminates a small, bulbous…
Published 7 years ago.
Shade
Night clings to the forest like a shroud. The darkness is nearly absolute, the silhouettes of the tr…
Published 7 years ago.