Kespan
Joined Ficlatté in July 2016
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Father, husband, software engineer, and aspiring writer.
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The Final Contestant
They called it The Game. Every month a new round began, drawing thousands of competitors. Most were …
Published 6 years ago.
Just a Boy
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A petite woman in her mid-30s answered. When she saw m…
Published 6 years ago.
The Destruction of David (3)
Bevin hurried down the corridor, barely glancing at a group of noncoms in his haste. Five
minutes l…
Published 6 years ago.
The Destruction of David (2)
Instructor Bevin waited until David’s thrashing subsided and the man fell still. He turned to the re…
Published 6 years ago.
The Destruction of David (1)
David glanced down at his bare feet as the blue liquid flooded the tank he stood in. It had the cons…
Published 6 years ago.
The Last Hunt of Winter
I crouched behind a fallen pine, breathing in the soft smells of moss and damp wood, watching the fa…
Published 6 years ago.
The First Day
A million people surrounded me on the First Day, faces lit with terror, their eyes burning with the …
Published 6 years ago.
Perfect Timing
A lone bead of sweat wound its way down the side of Jon’s cheek, but that was the only sign of disco…
Published 6 years ago.
Dust to Dust
I was alone and confused, my mind and body numb, suspended in darkness. Memories were fragile and te…
Published 6 years ago.
The Last Contract
Inhale. Exhale slowly. His finger rested gently on the trigger of his Barrett as the crosshairs sett…
Published 6 years ago.
A Quantized Life
Awake for an hour, asleep for a year. That was the summation of his entire existence, ever since he …
Published 6 years ago.
For 30
The three men approached the gnarled tree hesitantly, wary of the body that hung from its twisted li…
Published 6 years ago.
Not This Day
I laugh in their faces as they flip the switch once more, their faces becoming even more desperate a…
Published 6 years ago.
The Counterfeit Sun
Ryan and I cruised down the interstate at 2AM, laughing and talking about inconsequential things, ra…
Published 6 years ago.
Confined
His heart tapped a slow rhythm in his chest. The blackness behind his closed eyes seemed infinitely …
Published 6 years ago.