She cried silently on the video chat, tears running down, sniffles, and gasps for air. "I... n..know. I can... do this."
"Listen, it's not personal. It's just that the last time this happened to me, I lost a friend. We used to be close and then it ended. …Posted 7 months ago
"We need to keep moving."
"It'll only be a sec. Which pocket is it?"
"Left." I hunch over as Ally unclips my pack. I feel like a turtle. I fit right in with the toads.
"You sure it's in here?"
"Try the right pocket then." A high pitched whine rises ou…Posted 7 months ago
It had been fourteen days five months and one year since her last Ficlatté. She'd nearly forgotten how to write one. Most pieces she had been writing were Tweet length, capturing and enrapturing a new audience. Then there was the collection of short stori…Posted 7 months ago
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Egg shells feel like feathers - softly, gently ground beneath behemoth tongues. Leviathan laughter echoes.
Abstract butterflies take the brunt, wings turning to kaleidoscope dust in the nuclear wind.
Eyes see strangely through scorched sclera, strands o…Posted 7 months ago
It had been fourteen days.
It didn't feel like it had been that long.
It felt like it had been much longer.
I remembered it like it was yesterday, yet it felt like a lifetime ago.
I remembered clearly, the looks on their faces, …Posted 7 months ago
A silent journey home.
Foxglove came over when she spotted us. "Noleka, what-"
"Please don't call me that."
Foxglove tilted her head. "What?"
"Don't call me that name. I don't want it anymore."
"But Noleka, that's your na-"
"Not anymore. Please. Call me T…Posted 7 months ago
"Who are you?" she asked after several moments of silence.
"N-" I realized I didn't have to keep going by that name. I had a chance to tell someone something different. What I'd been thinking was... "Tourmaline. My name is Tourmaline."
A few more tense mo…Posted 7 months ago
Several years later, I was sixteen. Life had continued much the same, although Verux was now hesitant to send more people. We'd been pretty successful in beating them back, especially with Nochra on our side. She was an incredibly skilled fighter, with a …Posted 7 months ago
I can see the stars, but I don't have the fuel.
My trajectory is set, but I'm gazing off to the side.
I'm going somewhere, but not where I'm looking.
The possibilities are limitless, but my choices finite.
I started too early, and I'll be too late.
W…Posted 7 months ago
It had been fourteen days since he left. It was my choice, but, I couldn't help but think that this isn't what I signed up for. It had been a tumultuous twelve years and I knew I had to say goodbye, but I couldn't help but feel like I was ruining my life.…Posted 7 months ago
Package tracking was the best worst part of the purchase process.
I followed it religiously.
Always updating to see where it was.
Always waiting. Always checking. Always waiting.
It would say how many stops away it was but still I would update the pag…Posted 7 months ago
There she is; I'd recognize those eyes, that smile, the laugh that can melt steel.
Her eyes met me from across the room and I knew something serious was on her mind. It was foreboding and exciting at the exact same time.
She walked over to me with a str…Posted 7 months ago
The sea and sky have been entwined all day,
Both a pale granite grey.
A flat calm - clouds in the ripples and ripples in the clouds.
Now it's dark, and the distant ship lights look like stars.Posted 7 months ago
Osterley spoke first - words tumbling out in a rush.
"Something's happened at base. Or the spell was interfered with -"
Silvertown's voice rode over her, tone steely and gaze hard.
"There's nowhere we can go, and we don't have time to carry the wizard …Posted 7 months ago
Mornington found a syrette from his bag. He pressed lightly and drew single shining bead of its contents; a light tap from his wand turned it into a dense white foam several times the size of the droplet that it had come from. Pushing the needle in under …Posted 7 months ago
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The swinging gate transformed. First, two broad arms uncurled from within the wooden slats. They stretched past us and scooped Riddy and me into a crushing bear hug. Then, when I was still seeing stars from our heads knocking together the wood grain took …Posted 7 months ago
Just one more choice and destiny is yours. The universe whispered like she might hear.
When Kimber emerged from the employee lounge she was wearing her apron stocked with straws, stirrers and napkins. She got too many looks with her hair down, but bett…Posted 7 months ago
Power hummed through Rahmi's veins. Each pull of the thread brought a fresh surge of energy that threatened to break her concentration.
This time, she told herself. This time, she would not fail. This time, she swore it, and she would swear it again and a…Posted 7 months ago
She had a flicker of sadness as her ship pulled away from Lorentz Station.
She didn't pay it much mind though as the adventure ahead was far greater than anything she could have imagined: A posting on the USS Elena Pitjeva. It was the first Orion class s…Posted 7 months ago
The evening was clear and cool, a magnificent end to a warm autumn day. We leaned against white-painted porch rails to watch the sunset. Ma joined us for one, grimaced good-naturedly at the burn, and told us not to stay out too late before disappearing ba…Posted 8 months ago
She was the kind of person who could spend all day talking about her makeup to a camera. After all, it was much easier than talking to a real, live human about... well... anything.
She could imagine that she was just sending the video out into a void. A …Posted 8 months ago
I was supposed to feed the wallabies.
Oh, I remembered about an hour later.
It was a slight the wallabies would not forget nor forgive.
I'm convinced they keep a list in their head of each person or creature that slights them in the smallest of degrees…Posted 8 months ago
Silvertown watched Mornington snap open one of the new standard-issue collapsible aluminium wands. He held it against the ulnar vein in Newkirk's wrist and closed his eyes; she felt him send an exploratory pulse of magic into the dying magician's bloodstr…Posted 8 months ago