#sin

  1. A Cold Sin Too Far

    Author: THX 0477

    “She’s prime for the taking, boy,” spat Eustice, his milky eyes leering with a lust of a much younger man. “Yer a sick old man, uncle.” “Boy,” the elder shot…

    Dec 3, 2013 · Ficly archive (4)

  2. A Fool's Regret

    Author: THX 0477

    “Hello we’re representatives...” I couldn’t even really process what I was saying. Partly cause I was saying it in a foreign tongue and partly cause she was…

    Aug 5, 2012 · Ficly archive

  3. Repayment

    Author: Scrawler's Secret

    A bed of Shimeji mushrooms was a perfect place to rest at the end of the day. The tops rolled like clouds across the ground, a nap here could melt anybody’s…

    Apr 19, 2012 · Ficly archive (3)

  4. To be a Musician you need— (part I)

    Author: Unknown

    *To be a Musician you need* Pride a desire to show off because you are good, and you know it because the music – your music – is good, and you want the…

    Apr 5, 2012 · Ficly archive

  5. Casting Stones

    Author: Lastande Sarie

    The game was complete. He’d been working on it for so long. He would create the first character before the game even went on the market. He created a priest…

    Nov 28, 2011 · Ficly archive

  6. Arson

    Author: humoresques

    The city was ablaze. No one knew who started it, or why; it wasn’t of the greatest importance now. Saving the city was now; the petty criminals would have to…

    Oct 23, 2010 · Ficly archive

  7. To Take Away

    Author: ~Eagle~My~Beagle

    He had seen the boys through the threshold. He watched them pluck and shake the tree. The leaves came down in a blizzard of green and red. The fruit mashed…

    Oct 19, 2010 · Ficly archive (1)

  8. The Bronze Beast

    Author: D.E DeWitt

    Sweat rained off his forehead as he drew his sword. He couldn’t swallow. He could barely breathe. The bronze creature towered above him, exhaling hot and…

    Sep 30, 2010 · Ficly archive (3)

  9. Free From Life and Sin

    Author: THX 0477

    “You got my money, boy?” Hands outstretched, Paul turned to face the question, no answer but a faint smile. He regarded the bloated bear of a man and felt…

    Jun 15, 2010 sequel · Ficly archive (1)

  10. Coming Darkness Above Purvis Creek

    Author: THX 0477

    An hour before the appointed time, Paul stood at the midpoint of the Route 13 bridge, Rankin county to his left, Smith county to his right. The yellow-brown…

    Jun 15, 2010 sequel · Ficly archive (1)

  11. Religion and Motivation

    Author: THX 0477

    Mae hollered, like women of her ilk were want to do, “Paul, you sad sack, where you been?” Paul stopped well short of the screen door held open for him…

    Jun 15, 2010 sequel · Ficly archive

  12. No Easy Day

    Author: THX 0477

    Paul squinted at a sky made hazy with humidity, just a hint of blue. The day was not going to go easy on him. He picked at his shirt, clingy with sweat, as he…

    Jun 15, 2010 · Ficly archive

  13. Whiskey and Sin

    Author: THX 0477

    The music occupied any and every space not occupied by the seething mass of gyrating bodies, all alcohol-fueled libido and swagger. Reston was as out of place…

    Jun 14, 2010 · Ficly archive (5)

  14. Sin by Numbers

    Author: THX 0477

    Cruising along at 83 mph, Carl gave a bemused smile to the religious billboard, 5 of the ten commandments. He knew on his return trip he’d be treated to a view…

    Jun 9, 2010 · Ficly archive (3)

  15. Atmosphere

    Author: Music-Hearted

    I stare at the ceiling for no reason at all. I have memorized it crack for crack, categorized each water-damage mark like a map of the stars. My stars. My sky…

    Jun 5, 2010 · Ficly archive (3)

  16. I Am

    Author: Elisabeth L. Davis(LoA)

    I am no beggar; I take no handouts. I am no saint; I sin. I am not steel; I bend, and break When tried, and tried again. I am no dog, I do not take A beating…

    Mar 11, 2010 · Ficly archive (1)

  17. Wait... He Killed The Guy?!?!?!

    Author: maximumride36

    I struggled to get out of the bag I was trapped in. It was a big burlap sack. I screamed and cried. I didn’t want to die by suffocating in a sack. Suddenly, I…

    Dec 19, 2009 · Ficly archive (2)

  18. Closer To God

    Author: John Perkins

    Just because it’s my fault doesn’t mean I’m the only one who has to, or should, pay. We’re all prone to occasional bouts of imperfection; of sin. As the man…

    Oct 3, 2009 sequel · Ficly archive (5)