Pearls and Formaldehyde's published ficlets

  • 1865

    Night
    Through forests they march
    Through someone’s unharvested field
    Through their own backyards
    To battle

    Fight
    Rifles aime…

  • Preparations Inspired by text

    The carriage ride was unbearably long for Mykel. He kept thinking of his ever-approaching demise, Astarte’s eyes a constant r…

  • 119

    Head tips back
    Numbers and random information crowd
    Can’t think straight
    Mind’s moving like a freight

    In love with who I can…

  • Death of a Friendship

    It started with note
    With words of hate and pain
    I don’t know why I wrote it
    There was nothing to gain

    You weren’t supposed …

  • Killing the Monster

    Ashes to ashes
    Dust to dust
    With this stake
    I deal the pain of the just

    You’ve killed too many
    Who didn’t have a clue
    You’re…

  • Grown Up Too Soon

    A mass of people in black were crowded in our living room. A closed casket sat in the back. Even though the lid was down, I k…

  • A Soldier's Wife

    As I stepped out on my porch, watching the sky shift from bright blue to quiet purple, I thought of my husband. It was all I …

  • In the Heat of Battle

    The fight had consumed me. We rushed forward without a second thought, believing in our leaders’ judgement. Baring our musket…

  • A Shred of Proof

    I had been coming on these tours for a few months now, hoping to catch some glimpse of someone or something from the afterlif…

  • The End of May

    “How’s your burger? Hopefully better than mine…” Mike muttered, eyeing the McDonald’s double cheeseburger with slight disgu…

  • Picture Perfect Ending Inspired by a photo

    The smell of blood and smoke was thick in the air. Bodies surrounded me, some friends, others foes. Though they all had the s…

  • Chains and Rubies Inspired by text

    Mykel was pushed inside the carriage, hands chaining him to the seat by his hands, mid-section, and feet. The vampire took hi…

  • I Love-Hate You

    Those eyes.
    That smile.
    There’s something sinister
    Yet desirable…
    You make my blood boil.
    You make my heart thump.
    The butt…

  • Bleeder Inspired by a photo

    The dim glow of flashlights shined in front of him. By now, Mykel had gotten used to the blinding glow and looked ahead with …

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