Roger had been in the cradle of the Marula tree's branches for three days. Muscles ached unevenly across the map of his back, and in knotty pockets in his thighs and arms. Below, the thick savanna grass moved in waves as if strings in a grand harp played …

Let's get down to business,

Let's talk.

Your selfishness has grown and grown,

To the point of no return.

See, you are the baby girl of the family,

Everyone caters to your every whim,

You think that you are the be all end all..

But let me stop you right th…

I stood at the fence around his property. From here I could see inside his two story farmhouse. The dusk meant the lamps inside gave me a clear view of him moving about, lovingly touching his girlfriend as they set the table together and served each other…

"Explain what I'm looking at."

"Timestream 8496775816-AQZ-25.13.4. We pulled it from yesterday's archives when it was flagged anomolous."

"Meaning?"

"Look here. Grid 117, Segment 16, Node 135. See that curvature?"

"Yes. Explain its significance."

"Ti…

Birds, hundreds of them, squawked and chirped in a frenzied cacophony. Bigger ones used their wings to violently bat against their cages. I'd never seen so many in one place, much less in doors. All manner of birds in cages lined the cavernous hallways fo…

Ring "Hello."

"Hey, what's up?"

"Glad you called. sigh Nothing much."

"You sound like something is up."

pause

"I wanna say I'm sorry if I was too overbearing."

"Overbearing?"

"If anything I texted or emailed left room for misinterpretation. S…

When all other allies

Abandon my cause

I practice my howling

And sharpen my claws

With tears hidden closely

Behind shadowed doors

I plan perfect revenge

And haunt distant shores

What lying companions

That called themselves friends

All face hidden from me

…

We pressed our bodies into the wet morning grass. We had spent the night walking around the neighborhood talking about nothing in particular, but now we had fallen in tune with the quiet of the rising sun.

"I adore you," I said, breaking the silence. "Yo…

"Who be you," Malika whispered once more, her head leaning still against the stranger's chest. "Orthael you may be. Paladin you may be. But you be not like the others who would have come before, the others who would have seen me yet not seen me. They be c…

To be or not to be?

A consciousness of stream

The weight of human ignorance

Annihilates the dream

An agony of intellect

A crisis of the soul

Wherefore art thou now

O common human goal?

To sleep, perchance to steal

As violence touches all

Our modern take…

The knife cut through her throat like it was butter and her blood spilled all over my hands. It had a certain beauty really. I knew I couldn't stay long though, so I let the body drop and walked away.

I crawled back into my bed and fell asleep, knowing …

"Humanity should be still and calm." The tall, faintly luminous figure placed a six fingered hand up to a the transparent field of shimmering green energy that showed a hazy image of a spinning planet dominated by blues and whites and greens. "We've giv…

Calloused feet, like sandpaper, were no match from the hot, midday sidewalk. She had considered the grass, but thought better of it. She was an outsider, and it wouldn't be polite to walk through a stranger's grass.

The houses lining the streets were al…

In the days of the league of awesomeness when we had over 9000 members, we followed some simple guidelines. These were kind of the standards for awesomeness.

1. You should have four times as many comments as stories. Even though some people, like the fame…

Story is marked as mature

The self of past was turbulent, confused

The self of present is less than enthused

The self of future may not give a damn

But always myself wonders who I am

Dear Colin,

Help. I can't seem to escape from stories.

I swam through ours last night, poring over emails and journal entries. It felt a little like passing a car crash and being unable to look away. I finally closed my dry eyes at 3 a.m. So, this morni…

"I knew I'd find you here."He said with a cunning grin as she sashayed by with purpose dressed in an ensemble that had not seen a morsel of neon light in quite some time. As if his sureness didn't scathe her in the least. In her quiet shock, she headed to…

The rippling shockwaves and blinding detonations battering at their senses were in turn briefly overcome by the new and incredible din of piston engines starting up somewhere above. Mornington riffled through his knowledge of the Navy's carriers: this had…

The name given to the ship of Gwen and Bass is The Sound of Silence. In drawing the picture, I took inspiration from the Simon and Garfunkel song, and from the story of Sleepless Domain

The Inner Barrier is from the night that Alchemical met the ele…

He eased himself onto the plastic seat in the waiting room – seemingly every hospital on the planet used the same, uniquely uncomfortable seating – and cradled her in his lap. It took a long time before she stopped crying and longer still before the shive…

This isn't so much a story as it is a bit of a reference point for the Next Breed of Thief series, a cyberpunk tale started by ElshaHawk, on Ficlatté.

The final installment on Ficly was "The Drive for Freedom", located here: http://ficly.com/stories/34…

I bet this never happens to Tony Stark.

It should have been a routine update. Nothing unusual at all beyond a quick data import of the latest Crimestat data they've compiled from the previous week. Happens every Monday like clockwork and almost always b…

How did I reach this point? My life has become complicated in the last few months.

Wow. Understatement of epic proportions.

And I have no one to talk to about it. I could probably go to a psychiatrist about it, but that would mean admitting that I'm... …

"...Hello?"

"Where are you right now?"

"In my car. I'm driving home from work."

"Are you alone?"

"I'm talking to you. You're in my car, so I'm not alone. Where have you been? I haven't heard from you in days."

"Hmpf. Well, maybe that's because I'm ma…