from the Ficly archive

Scurvy Swab

44 stories written on Ficly, 2012–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com

  1. . . . Ficlatte

    Better latte than never, but I am just eager. My first attempt could not be confirmed. My second attempt worked at first, but now I can’t log back in. I WANNA…

    Sep 7, 2014

  2. A sad farewell

    Take care, everyone. I know I have been pretty inactive for quite a while, but I am still invested in ficly. I’m moving all the stuff I wrote at my three…

    Sep 7, 2014

  3. Five Senses Demo Response

    I’m at Acadia National Park in Maine. I’m seven years old, and this is Christopher Beach. It’s covered with little pebbles, all white, black, or grey, and my…

    Jun 13, 2013

  4. Emergence

    You take my hand. You pull. I emerge. In time we see little reason not to hold one another. We look at the wall and we can see my former chamber. We cannot see…

    May 14, 2013 sequel

  5. Rat in the Wall

    You hear a scratching behind your wall. A quick succession of images come to mind: what can it be? Nobody ever has broken through the ramparts you’ve built to…

    May 14, 2013 sequel

  6. Right of Way

    I’m elbow deep into the wall. I wish I hadn’t even started. I can hardly imagine getting all the way through. I’m exhausted. I’m scared. I might get stuck…

    May 14, 2013 sequel

  7. Drill

    I examine this drill. I know how it works, in theory. I have never tried to use it, though. It is time to try. But what does it look like? My life, my mind…

    May 14, 2013 sequel

  8. Our Caves

    We live in caves, you and I, dark and cramped and damp. They are where we live, but we never call them home. Drilled into the face of the cliff and opening…

    May 14, 2013