from the Ficly archive

isabear

48 stories written on Ficly, 2010–2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com

  1. Mama said

    My mama once told me I aint got nothin to fear but God’s wrath himself an so I went out believin just that. She said that kinda wrath comes in the form of…

    Jan 11, 2012

  2. The Sea

    I am watching the surface of the water from below. Specs of sunlight electrical in movement litter above as each wave pulls itself to the shore. It is quiet…

    Dec 9, 2011

  3. The Creek

    ‘Do you remember the time when I fell into the creek?’ ‘You jumped in. Don’t act like you fell. It wasn’t as deep as you thought it looked. I warned you.’ ‘I…

    Dec 9, 2011

  4. The Bench: Just...

    ‘Just...stop fucking dodging the question please.’ She heaved her heavy rucksack onto the bench, the empty bottles at the bottom of the bag making a dull thud…

    Dec 9, 2011 sequel

  5. Tired

    The neon lights cast against the low clouds like a second dawn, the man made luminescence a reminder he had stayed up too long as this was the second time he…

    Dec 9, 2011

  6. The Phantasm

    I watched the humanoid figure stand solemnly where the waves hit the sand, its purple-hued ethereal skin always changing in opacity. With every breeze that was…

    Nov 8, 2011

  7. The Bench: Sea Dog

    The old man arrived at the bench out of breath but he did not sit. Always next to him, his dog of black and white wagged her tail and panted. The sun was…

    Aug 18, 2011 sequel (1)

  8. Where's My Head At?

    Ladles were strewn across the floor. Long strings of spaghetti in tangled weaves lay moist in puddles of cloudy water. The countertops of the kitchen seemed…

    Aug 7, 2011

  9. Through The Dust

    “Cold.” “Come closer to the fire.” The boy huffed and turned around on the jutting rock he sat on and then huffed again, his boots kicking up a cloud of dust…

    Jul 13, 2011 (1)

  10. The Bench: Road Trip!

    “I’ve lost something.” “What?” “Not sure. Feels weird.” “Well when’d you lose it?” “Dunno, man. Think it’s just hit me.” Kay stared at the back of his oldest…

    Jun 24, 2011 (3)

  11. Sunday Morning

    ‘Gotcha!’ He peeks under his palm. ‘Bastid. Where’d you go? Not inside I hope! Not inside!’ His limbs spasm forward and back, darting from side to side…

    Jun 17, 2011 (1)

  12. J. Byrde

    I want to wake up feeling as if I’ve slept as long as I’ve needed to. I want to wake up to my face basking in sun and not have to wait until late in the…

    May 24, 2011 (1)

  13. Breathe Easy Now

    “Do you remember when you stumbled upon the stream and you came rushing home all covered in mess. And you asked me where does it go. So we followed it the next…

    Apr 18, 2011

  14. Dum dum dee dum

    I was born in a shallow grave, pushing the dirt from my face. I watched the boat drift into the sand, and I couldn’t help feel like a man, as I watched you…

    Apr 15, 2011

  15. My Annie,

    I am old and I am talking with my old smoking friend. I follow his gaze to glowing headlights pulling up to the nearby curb. She flows outwards in a delicate…

    Apr 6, 2011 (3)

  16. At The Base Of The Mountain

    ‘Why do you think they come here?’ ‘The forest?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Hell.’ The old man wiped the sweat off his brow. ‘Ill hazard a guess that it has something to do with…

    Feb 20, 2011 (3)

  17. What's So Bad About Feeling Down?

    Around six years ago my little brother started getting into the whole depressed, hair-over-one eye cut sort of thing. Dressing in black. Bit of red. I mean I…

    Jan 20, 2011

  18. Her Breath Was In The Air. Not Mine.

    ‘It started to rain a couple weeks ago and continued in that fashion. Nothing too heavy, just random droplets that would lightly sway to the ground. Droplets…

    Jan 12, 2011

  19. Twenty Two

    Twenty two and nothing to my name. Twenty two, you said it would change. ‘This number is just your age. You’ve got time, buddy, to rearrange and re approach…

    Jan 8, 2011