roblef's published ficlets

  • The End?

    I don’t believe anymore. They’ve taken it away from me; faith is a luxury I can no longer afford. From now on, it’s just fact…

  • A Quiet No More Inspired by text

    He looks at her. Really LOOKS at her, for maybe the first time in ten of the last fourteen years of their marriage. He sees t…

  • perspective

    How does acting in retaliation solve anything? why is it that you continue to churn the already stirred pot into a fine, self…

  • what do we call it? Mature

  • the trip

    What she wants is a binary choice. An exclusion of all gray areas. A renunciation of the truth.

    Either we love one or we lo…

  • frubjulous

    Nothing worse than a phloore. Honest.

    They smell bad, they utter bizarre gobbling noises from somewhere around their top nub…

  • Ghost In The Machine, Part 4 Inspired by text

    The smell made him feel like dry heaving again. It was the smell of dung and death. There were bound to be alligators around…

  • Ghost In The Machine, Part 3 Mature Inspired by text

  • Ghost In The Machine, part 2 Inspired by text

    “Ted?” Kavin asked.

    It took a moment to recognize him, because he wasn’t a he anymore. It was Ted, but not Ted anymore. Kavi…

  • Ghost In The Machine, part 1 Inspired by text

    Kavin burst through the containment field, the hounds on his heels, close behind. They bayed and howled as they smelled his …

  • wtf Inspired by text

    “Wake up, Cassandra.”

    The voice was deep, but neither male nor female. It had a rhythm and cadence far too even to be human….

  • charmed, I'm sure Mature Inspired by text

  • blurble Inspired by text

    I hitched up my mental bootstraps and inched closer to the …thing, I suppose.

    I don’t know what made me even try, but I sa…

  • blurble

    I hitched up my mental bootstraps and inched closer to the …thing, I suppose.

    I don’t know what made me even try, but I s…

  • ghost in the machine Inspired by text

    Kavin burst through the containment field, the hounds on his heels following close behind. They bayed and howled as they smel…

  • too many Inspired by text

    goddamn thing had too many eyes. and ears. and….teeth.

    It was lying on (his…hers…its?) side and looking right at me. ...

  • deus ex machina

    She edged around the fence, elbows locked, gun pointing directly out from her clenched and sweaty fists.

    “Kavin?” she not-q…

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