Dust
Time seemed to stretch on to the horizon, shadows grew long as the sun moved across it. The river had gone long ago as had the trees. Now there was scrub…
8 stories written on Ficly, 2013, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Time seemed to stretch on to the horizon, shadows grew long as the sun moved across it. The river had gone long ago as had the trees. Now there was scrub…
Darkness was decending upon the mountains as the three companions climbed up the side of the ancient rock wall. The stones were large oblong and old, and…
The Gypsy took a step towards Clemens and stared deep into his brown eyes. “The knife and the Presence are intertwined. To know about the knife, you must ask…
Dark shadows creep across the gently sloped hillside, racing anti-light, mixing with the dark places under dead fall brush and stumps. The motor sounds are…
I ran down the gently sloping hills taking huge galloping strides, jumping from sawed off tree stump to dirt pile, bounced over large dead limbs taking half…
“You should leave though,” she said, and looked around at the treetops, and the darkening sky, “There are people up here these days that do things that they…
I stop again and listen, nothing but bird calls, creek sounds of trickling water, and some frogs on the wind, so I walk again up the trail. Over a dead-fall…
I stand on the soft earth in the evenings dingy shadows, under the trees looking into the ferns and brush. Somewhere down there I hear movement, cracking…