Send in the clowns
The plain stretched before them. On the horizon, dust thrown up by the rampaging hordes merged into the grey clouds. “Ssh! Listen!” “What do you hear…
nomiddlename
3 stories written on Ficly, 2009, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
New Shoes
-I’d like to return this pair. The soles have worn thin really quickly. -Let’s take a look at them. Hmm. You didn’t let them heal, did you? -What? -When the…
Pressure
There’s nobody looking over my shoulder. I’m not up on a stage. There is no audience listening. Nobody is waiting to read this. I have no deadline. Nobody will…