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  • My Lone Pirate

    This sinking feeling that you encase me in is different. The aching that grabs me when you crawl through my mind isn’t painful in the same sense. Tis a dense yearning;nevertheless, it’s beautiful in a way. Because they mutilated all the lov...

  • Airships: War Ensues

    Hawkeye glanced down at the factory floor and knew the amount of chaos he was about to cause. Without another moment’s thought, Hawkeye smashed the window in with a resonant crash. Voices erupted inside as Hawkeye and Elletra catapulted through t...

  • Airships: Rappelling Once More

    “We have to get in there before they realize their man isn’t coming to report back.” Elletra said, yanking at the bow on her dress after collecting her knives. The dress unraveled to reveal the tightest outfit Elletra had ever worn. I...

  • Ange puts on a Sapphire-Blue Sundress

    “God, this editing job is boring me senseless.” Ange went to the liquor cabinet to grab a gleaming-blue bottom of Bombay Sapphire (even though she’d told herself that she wouldn’t drink today). “Maybe I can make it more fu...

  • Airships: Bearing Arms

    One hastily-improvised bandage later, Hawkeye picked up the weapon again. A set of thin crosshairs drifted over comparably innocent men until they rested upon the chest of the Earl. Elletra had been right, he realised – there was only one way to ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • . . . Ficlatte

    Better latte than never, but I am just eager. My first attempt could not be confirmed. My second attempt worked at first, but now I can’t log back in. I WANNA WRITE! I am patient.

  • A sad farewell

    Take care, everyone. I know I have been pretty inactive for quite a while, but I am still invested in ficly. I’m moving all the stuff I wrote at my three accounts at Ficly to my current creative writing blog,

  • Airships: Frail Deeds, Frail Men

    Elletra gulped at the red that slowly spread down Hawkeye’s jacket. It merged perfectly with red edging; Elletra forced a deep breath and took a closer look. The sword had sliced cleanly through the rough leather surface, the cut striking one of ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • The Ship is Sinking

    Don’t let me fault you for your lack of trying, For I am just as guilty as you. It’s not the fact that I am slowly dying, The truths beneath my fictions lying. I rest in a deathbed, built for you. Cobwebs and dust surround my quiet corner, ...

    • Author: Murj;
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Airships: To See with Blinding Sight

    The gun settled, ivory grips cold against his palms. An unfamiliar if perfectly balanced weight. At this range, despite a pain that turned the world into starry fractals, there was no possibility of missing. The explosion was deafening, a distant echo ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Like a phoenix from the Ficly

    And so it came to pass that the word of the Almighty was addressed to Kevin and said unto him “Go forth and build a community of superb awesomeness, the like of which has never been seen upon the Earth. You shall call it Ficlets and it shall be t...

  • Creepers

    She heard the scuttling sounds following so closely behind her. How could she not? She knew she was shedding infectious particles at an alarming rate. It was why she chose this particular route, to minimize her contact with others. This disease wasn...

  • Writing

    Writing is a special form of insanity, Voices clattering, Nattering, Screaming to get out. Shining, Blinding, Compelling a feverish obsession. Ideas are a puff in the wind, Vaporous, There and gone again, Scrabble to grab them, Fingers close around the...

  • Airships: Getting Ready [Draft]

    Elletra noticed with a start that Hawkeye was no longer carrying his beloved cavalry saber and Martese revolver. Instead, he was sporting a far more dangerous-looking weapon, a proper sword that must have been four feet long hanging from a large belt w...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Airships: Brothers in Arms [Draft]

    “It’s not that simple. He’s,” he hesitated, “gifted, you could say. I had some skill with many weapons; he was amazing with a sword.” They opened the doors. Dieter aul Janse-Lomberg tilted his head at the intrusion, ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Solitary

    “I’m fine.” I’ve never needed someone so badly. “Well, university is a very unstable time. Everything is changing, the future’s uncertain. I don’t feel it’s a good time to be starting a relationship.̶...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Ascension: Revelations [Draft]

    “Kurzweil One, go weapons hot. Destroy the shuttle.” “1984, we don’t have the -” “Do not question my orders. We cannot risk those rebels getting hold of noncon production capability.” “They’re civil...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • Last of the Three Hundred [Draft]

    Finely honed senses prompt me to turn, but there’s nothing there. No threats. No allies. No brothers. Where once I had hundreds soldiers just like me, then dozens, then one last team blazing at the darkness – now, silence. No one will ever ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 6 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • More Than Dischord

    Through tear and wear, I feel quite weary, actually. Seeing age pass by… Well it’s kind of like a song. You could know what chord is SUPPOSED to come next. I-V-I. But instead, the tune you knew is suddenly atonal. Forget about structure. Al...

  • The Light and the Dark

    I was introduced to Ficly during and online writing course from a SUNY (State University of New York). I had never even considered writing for a random audience. It was intriguing, but as part of a single week’s assignment for the course, I was c...

  • Colours

    Blinding colours peer through the night, spreading light onto a grayscale life. Eradicating dark corners, conquering doubts and fears. A fleeting dream, a simple delusion; could mere colors burn so bright? We are but unfinished paintings, on barren can...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted 6 months ago.
  • That's The Difference

    “Don’t stop, you fucking whore.” He spoke through a clenched jaw.

  • Take A Night Off

    We sat down for coffee, But she kept looking at her watch. “Do you have somewhere you need to be?” “I work at 9 tonight, sorry. I just don’t want to miss it.” “You could use some time off. You work almost every night.” “Well… I do lov...

  • Flies and Fishhooks

    Fish hooks’ll kill ya. Tear through the thickest of skin. I’m warning you. Don’t get too close. I’ll hook you hard. And only I can decide when to let you go. So think good and hard. I don’t even need bait. I just throw my line and pull. I’l...

  • d;kfa;skdj

    We can all cry about our little heart aches. And she told me that nightingales were symbols for unrequited love. “Is that true?” I asked. At least I am not a nightingale. But then I remembered all the things I am. And suddenly, my watercolor smile ...

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