"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…Posted 1 year ago
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…Posted 5 years ago
He hefted the axe, testing its balance. The razor sharp edges of the bronze blades glittered in the sunlight. Abruptly, he tossed it up, sending it spinning end over end before catching it again.
Father would have been furious with him, to risk an inju…Posted 1 year ago
Doom fell from the sky that next day. At least, that's where we assumed it came from. There were mutterings in that cloudless expanse -- and rumors of mutterings. We had listened to them all that night and assumed they were the last breaths of the god-t…Posted 4 years ago
I'm heading on a trip soon. I'm trying to be excited about it. I've got Pinterest boards, my suitcase is open and slowly being filled, plane ticket is paid for, nice people waiting for me when I get there... Honestly I should be thrilled!!
But then I get…Posted 2 years 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 8 months ago
The moat had not yet been filled the day I crossed the drawbridge. The main structure was standing tall, but not all the wings and towers and battlements had been completed.
Hammers, saws, welders, and all sorts of construction beeps and hums rang for we…Posted 5 years 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
He saw that fake look of self assurance on her face, and it reminded him of a mosquito. People, like mosquitoes, rise out of the warm fluids, and their lives are just what they did in between feeding and reproducing. Here she was, with the life span of …Posted 3 years ago
I hadn't talked to Fireboy in forever, but he owed me a favor. He still understood my signal—and still kept his old jogging routine. The false rock I planted the USB drive in was moved back, indicating he was on board. So now I stood outside the oxygen ba…Posted 3 years ago
She sighed. Exhausted. Exasperated. Emotionally drained. More than a little demoralized.
And yet. All this and yet she was alive. She was both physically and mentally here. Not absent. Not somewhere else.
She was capable of listening. Of feeling.
Or at…Posted 9 months ago
The third post, well... the third post didn't actually exist. Not in any way that mattered. It was an idea, if you will -- a concept, a metaphor. It was a lynchpin of belief. It was, of course, all hot air and bluster and metaphor, a puff of wind as insub…Posted 5 years ago
It's difficult to grow up. Shoot, it's difficult to even figure out what that means. I suspect that the act of growing up is rooted in pain. Pain that is unfair, unique to you, callous, and solely your responsibility. From the white-hot shard of ice whose…Posted 1 year ago
Realistically it wasn't going to happen. The lighter dark of the road seemed to go on forever, winding through the greater outer dark of the forest around us. More than anything we were hungry, so hungry it made us weak. Hungry, filthy, and unprotected--t…Posted 1 year ago
We had no neighbors. That was by design. Dad didn't like people. I didn't much care for them myself. So it was our livestock that died first. Dad hadn't even had a chance to step off the porch with that second post before the cows started keeling over. Th…Posted 4 years ago
I saw them, all of them.
I knew them.
I thought they knew me.
They were backing away. At about 2 meters, they turned their backs.
All of them.
They did not speak.
I asked them questions.
Why are you not hearing me?
What is going on?
They stepped farthe…Posted 2 years ago
I don't want to change anything, don't get me wrong. The more time passes, the more I see how it couldn't have worked. The more I see how much I would've suffered for you. Because I loved you and I love you and I would take so much pain for you just beca…Posted 3 years ago
You knew each other in school, you were neighbors, but it wasn’t until years later that you become friends. You would meet, make each other laugh, have fun. You needed that in your life; there wasn’t anyone else you could hang out with.
But suddenly he…Posted 2 years ago
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I've got a monster in my chest
A sad one
Like the evil Eeyore that hides underneath your comforter at night when the room is too hot and your skin is too cold and everything is too much and not enough and you're certain that you're dying inside of your sk…Posted 3 years ago
Orthael stopped by a small crossroads, the signpost and its accompanying shrine to the Fire covered in a sick, black tar. It oozed away from the point of Judgement, peeling back wetly when he swung it close and returning when he lifted it away.
Distantly…Posted 3 years ago
Thinking of you.
A summer dream. Violently happy.
All the love... Absorbed in you, Oblivious.
One time, Red light means go.
Sudden death! Passenger.
Nobody’s fault but mine.
Pray for me. Save me!
Roads: Relentless Reminder.
The family. The funera…Posted 2 years ago
I'm not sure when fun became a fight.
Tiny, temperamental typed letters, once my allies, took up sawn-off exclamation marks and loaded their cannon with blotted full-stops. They barred the way across the blank white battlefield with hyphens and ellipses …Posted 4 years ago
Five men stood around the pool of greasy black tar that used to be Zach Cho. Everything had happened so fast. Even with their suspicion, no one could have foreseen human flesh blackening and sagging like hot taffy. There weren't any bones or organs. All t…Posted 1 year ago
Vines and creepers covered every part of the bulkhead's interior. Sickly brown leaves, branches whose mottled bark looked like scales, as well as wicked looking thorns choked the mouth of the doorway. The metal surround it had warped, in some places buckl…Posted 1 year ago