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

…

I have suffered brutal betrayals these past months, betrayals no one should have to endure. I have wept and bled and fought and clung to life by any excuse I have been able to find.

I have endured betrayals of the mind and body. Depression. Anxiety. Para…

Later that night, I came back from work my shirt covered in blood, just itching to take a shower. I was just about to open the bathroom door when I heard a thudding sound. Cautiously, I walked over to the light switch, only to trip over a large squishy o…

I have a screen door that doesn't open. The sliding glass door sit between the kitchen and the backyard patio, little more than a translucent wall. At the edge of the property is a chain link fence that separates my property from a steep grass-covered hil…

He can see her there, standing just on the other side of the glass. She's next to him, of course, there but not here. He can reach out with a hand and touch her shoulder. She smiles at him. Warm. Affectionate. But also sad. Because he is not truly there. …

Sheriff Briggs eyed the man leaning against the dark Chevy. The pocket of tobacco in his lip had started to sour. "Been round here long?"

"Nope, just passing through."

"Hunting?"

"Nah. Wouldn't know what to do with a deer if I caught it. Hate to waste …

Jorge stretched out his legs until his joints popped. He sighed as he relieved pressure he hadn't consciously felt. It was hard not to fidget on the plastic-y surface of the reclining chair. The rest of the room was antiseptically boring, so sterile it ma…

F sat there, in that uncomfortable position, half-leaning on the windowsill, still gazing outside. It took her a while to notice the tears on her cheeks. Myriad raindrops appeared under a street light, to be illuminated briefly before disappearing again. …

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…

Captain Adriana Milosovic felt the deck tremble beneath her feet. It was subtle, barely even there at all, and yet it was enough that her senses came to high alert. She glanced around the bridge at her crew, but they were all engaged in their own tasks. N…

We floated in the serene darkness of the south-eastern hydroponics dome. The plants were in their night cycle, the air smelled of organic matter, and the swelling Earthrise touched everything with a hint of blue.

"I'm going to miss this old place."

I th…

The storm was rising, fine red dust obscuring everything, but I checked my compass one last time before spotting Building Arrethe just ahead. The combination of night-vision and rubber gloves made me clumsy and slow, but it was better than the alternative…

Silence echoes through a cacophony of excuses

and pointed fingers we've aimed at each others eyes

A minute of chosen darkness as our cold hands cling

To the imagined support of numbers

Lit by swaying stars who suddenly preach for safety

…

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…

Well, today sucks

My external HD seems to have died, all my video projects were there and that WAS the backup, I'd erased the rest from my computer so I could actually use it.

And this girl keeps on mak

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and this other girl keeps insisting sh…

It soared out of midnight, all gas envelope and aerosolized Nightmare, propelled by only God knows what. It carried a tiny bomber bay, loaded with a lethality that would have made any nation quake to its roots, if any knew it existed.

The airship was bla…

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…

"Hey, Mitt."

Lost in my recollections of our initial experiments, I was startled when she broke into my thoughts.

"Mitt. You there?"

"Just finishing this sentence. Is something wrong, Katy?"

I looked up when she didn't respond. She sat opposite me at …

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…

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 …

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…

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…

Felicity paced in the sand slowly, eyeing the tide wash up and run away. Bones of small animals seeped up through the sand, separating her toes.

"What to do, what to do..."

Her sisters, triplets, all fit in to the family like pegs in a board. Veronica, Ve…

The cold in her shoulder withdrew. Malika hadn't even been aware of it until it was gone, but it eased some of the pain from her injury.

Some of the darkness from the Greater Dead leeched into your body when you struck it, Morduth said. It seeped in m…

Ryan Gonçalves stared into his drink at an airport bar. The bar was disgustingly new and trendy, with its former Starbucks-esque earth tones phased out in favour of post-Starbucks decor, all garishly bright contrast. The drink was something lime-green and…