Jim Stitzel

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.

Jim Stitzel

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In Nights Arms
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Followers 24

HSAR
aslargeasalone
August Rode
Fantasist
Abstract
slapdashmonuments
ElshaHawk LoA
RockPaperScissors
Abby
Robert Quick
Escapist
rhubarb_j
Mighty-Joe Young LOA
Tall glass of Kel
PJ Returned
DeerDairy
Anorak
HS Wift
Jae
Kespan
TheCheshireChris
CaptainSam
Lampyris Noctiluca
ethelthefrog