Selene
She smiled slow secret smiles from under cool grey eyes so we called her Selene, the moon. Cold, people called her. _Hard. Detached. Too clever for her own…
Ashling
7 stories written on Ficly, 2011, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Scientist
My exhaustion meant I was louder than I realised, and I must have woken him when I arrived home. When I walked in to the bedroom he sat up in bed and smiled…
Stranger
At night, strange stars burn in the sky above me, and I watch them gracefully spin across the heavens. It’s warm enough that I don’t need to wrap myself in my…
Untitled
‘Nice to see some new scenery, eh, sir?’ (green fields light breeze) ‘Are you well, sir?’ (short nod avoid eye contact) ‘You look as though you’ve seen a…
Con Amore
You called me the other day. It was Sunday morning, and I was sitting in the kitchen in the warm rays of sunlight, leafing through the newspaper and drinking…
Travelling Light
My suitcase is nearly empty. I have no trouble with the zipper, don’t have to sit on it or fold my dresses into interesting shapes to optimise my available…
At the ball
I can’t see your face behind the mask, but I accept your request for a dance. You whirl me around the floor, and I can hear people muttering. _Who is that…