The Invisible Woman wore a Red Dress
The invisible woman wore a red dress. Unseen. Unremarkable. Dazzling red. Worn like a secret, a threat to suppress. A code to decipher. A natural mess. Was she…
Imdolien
5 stories written on Ficly, 2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
The Working Compromise
The child within would cringe to hear me say My hours are rarely mine, with which to be The grownup who is making her own way, instead of working for a salary…
Customer Service
Talking to her was a painful exercise - an extreme sport made of self-control and pure, unadulterated panic. The muscles in my face would ache after a minute…
From the Shadows
She wore the darkness like a veil, drawing it softly across her face as she peered from the shadows, careful never to lean too far and risk too much. The…
Memo: An Incident is Occuring
John frowned at the Colleague as it conveyed its displeasure. He tried to speak civilly to it, as taught, while being direct and efficient. “The incident was…