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Joined June 2009.

21 stories, 1 challenge, 0 comments, and 0 friends

This user is no longer a Ficly member. All that remains of their time on the site are stories they wrote that had prequels or sequels, challenges they created that had entires, and notes they sent to other users.

Stories

  1. Free Don Part 7

    “Why?” I whispered. Tears rolled down my cheeks for some reason. I was annoyed. Why was I crying? “So we can find out who you are, silly!” She smiled. We had said that hadn’t we? Or had we? It was all so distant. The memor...

  2. Free Don Part 6

    I was naked except for my socks. Sweat dripped off me and I looked around at the strange room. The couch I was sitting on smelled like cats and cigarettes. She sat in a chair in front of me and smiled. My heart thumped and thumped. “You know I lo...

  3. Free Don Part 5

    I’m not sure how long we rode, or even where in town we ended up. I looked at the back of the menu I was holding. The street name didn’t look familiar. The waiter smiled at me patiently. He was clearly waiting for my order. A half empty cu...

  4. Free Don Part 4

    “…that’s why it’s crucial that we move now, while there is still a vacuum. We don’t get many opportunities like this. Do you know what I mean Don?” I continued staring out the window. “Don? Are you even listeni...

  5. Free Don Part 3

    “Well what’s your name?” her mind tried hard to place me. “Don” I said quickly. I still didn’t know who she was, and wasn’t sure if I wanted her to know me. “Don…Don…” a cab pulled up, a...

  6. Free Don Part 2

    The man in front of me, his sign read “Don’t tred on me!” (perhaps he had run out of cardboard as well), stepped back and bumped into me. I slipped on the wet ground and landed hard on my seat. I looked up at him and started to say so...

  7. Free Don Part 1

    Cars horns honked. Fog hung in the air. Signs waved. Speeches droned. The crowd moved like a singular organism growing and shrinking. People argued, yelled, postured. It was like high school, only more pretentious. I stood in the middle of it all. Yard...

  8. A Strange Vessel (Wayward Ghost pt. 2)

    “Bring us about!” the captain said as he returned to the tiller. The ship spun on its axis and turned about as faeries danced in and out of sight. The captain flicked a switch and let the ship pilot itself so that he could get a better look...

  9. The Wayward Ghost

    The ship twirled through space, it’s bronze prow cutting through the aether; tiller brought about smoothly by an old hand. Hundreds of crystalline faeries danced and spun outside the portholes, thousands of glowing cilia beating against space as ...

  10. Jakken's New Friends

    Jakken looked at the badger “I don’t believe we’ve met.” the rabbit tugged one ear nervously. The badger smiled, his black lips exposing sharp teeth. “Well I’ve heard of ye.” The badger huff-huffed, in what Jak...

  11. The Badger at Knothole Tavern

    The rabbit went straight from the store to the tavern, he had much to think about. The oak leaves let muted sunlight through the ceiling, however the rabbit sat at the darkest corner of the stone bar. The barkeep, a tortoise, dried out a mug as he walk...

  12. The Bean Grinder

    “Lovely” said the rabbit, as he eyed the bean grinder, “it is a Pugete is it not?” “Yes! Of course it is! It wouldn’t be labeled as such if it wasn’t!” the mouse tapped his cane on the last word of each s...

  13. Desert Gem - Don't Pick Fights with Kervians Pt. 2

    Jorv started to run, and I did my best to keep up. However neither of us would be able to outrun the skifter. Jorv was looking at his wrist, at least I thought he was, the sandstorm was picking up speed and I was lucky to be able to see him at all. ...

  14. Don't Pick Fights with Kervians

    They used to tell me of time when the sky didn’t burn. When people got gray hair. They used to tell me things could go back. Tongues of sand tried to find their way around my evap and into my mouth, licking around my goggles, seeping in every cra...

  15. Tower Gate - The Tower pt. 3

    Atop the wall surrounding the Tower the guards marched in greater than usual numbers. The assassin watched the guards with interest, wondering how Lord Vulklan had divined Artamoth’s plans. There must be an informant among Artamoth’s men th...

  16. The Great Oak - The Tower pt. 2

    “Today My blood shall run upon the dirt” -Carved on a Great Oak Tree by Artamoth the Conqueror Grofaln’s hands trembled and he gripped the reins tighter to still them. His mount’s flanks trembled as well, No doubt sensing my own...

  17. The Tower

    “In his hand he holds the whisper, In his mind he holds the shield. In his heart he commands the sorrows, Of a people who cannot yield.” -Inscribed on the Breastplate of Artamoth the Conqueror Fog and mist cloaked the Tower grounds and obsc...

  18. Cage Curtains (Mature)

  19. Mama

    Mama stood out there in the back lot long after all the others had left. Tears rolled down her cheeks and froze on her tattered collar. She’d never had a child her own, and not for lack of trying. She’d bedded nearly every man here at the m...

  20. I am Love

    It was cold tonight, a necessity of the hovering fall I suppose. I was tired, and my back was aching. The dampness that had initially permeated the seat of my pants had crept up my back, but that was not the cause for the chill that ran down my spine. ...

  21. The Dime Museum

    Were it not for the time and the place perhaps a happier life could have been conceived, but it could never be. Born years ago into a family that was relatively well to-do had doomed him from conception. They didn’t need the money from his sale, ...