A Modicum of Possibilities
Sickly odors and effluvia fill my nostrils as I sit here, fermenting. They’ve taken my normal emotions and unknowingly replaced them with a single and…
14 stories written on Ficly, 2013–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Sickly odors and effluvia fill my nostrils as I sit here, fermenting. They’ve taken my normal emotions and unknowingly replaced them with a single and…
Break. The monotonous form of most literary components within modern day composition bores me to tears. I simply cannot bear it any longer. I’ve sat up on many…
“Hey, Sampson, I need your help over here.” Greg yelled over his shoulder. Sampson was his best friend, an alien. Greg was from earth. They had met in an…
The thing is we could have been anything, You and I, we could have been everything, But now you’re gone, and now we’re not anything at all. It wasn’t hard, it…
Then there were the children who grew up differently, in a world that was so evil, a witch wasn’t needed to capture its image. There were no pin-pricks here…
Undisturbed for eons, rediscovered. A still planet orbits a dying sun. A hazy atmosphere surrounds the dead orb, and three small transports approach it…
Drowning in yourself… That has to be the worst feeling. Knowing that you’re causing it, But also knowing that you can’t… stop it. Why lie to yourself? What’s…
How can they do that... How can they... they just hurt you in a way they themselves tried so hard to avoid? They don’t want to be hurt by you, so they shrink…
It’s been three days and the pain still sears as strongly through my memories as it did the minute after it happened. Iris was destroyed. Our home planet. As…
There was pain. This fact was constant throughout the duration of my memory. It always harms me to recall something, usually in the general recess of my mind…
You can’t keep doing this. I will chase you. The more bodies you stack on the easier it is to see. You get more predicatable. I’ll let you go this time... But…
The insects had mandibles which I studied intently. Sharp. They seemed to be the main tool for eating the victims. I crouched back behind the counter in the…
A glint of sunlight reaches through Although these wounds won’t fully mend We will never be the same again But for now the relief we feel is true. A pain that…
So here I stand. You probably can’t believe this because I was a coverer. If that’s even correct grammar. I really don’t care, I don’t care about anything…