The Lady's published ficlets
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The Side Effects of Inspiration-lost
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The Mouse's Story Part II
On the night the sorcerer would die, he held the Mouse close to him. The little orange-furred creature blinked with her brigh…
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The Mouse's Story Part I
Once upon a time, there was a young sorcerer, and his magic was the most powerful in his kingdom and all the land beyond. But…
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Hollie's Winter
It’s freezing out here. The trees are bare black against the stark white of the sky. It’s the sort of sky you can’t tell the …
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Redefinition of "Ever"
She talked me into a mask. No one else could talk me into that. Green goop is all over my face, and for some some reason we c…
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English Breakfast Tea
Audrey has an interesting way of walking. She doesn’t use her heels, walking on her toes instead, more cat than human. It’s n…
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The Lady Doth Rap
Another dime going down the drain
This is a Lady who’ll drive you insane
There ain’t a penny that she won’t waste
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The Adventures of Uglybaby: Table Talk
“And Garbog says—” Rixiac stopped mid-joke. What was the point? Uglybaby gurgled happily, but was not much much of a convers…
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The Adventures of Uglybaby: The Meeting
It was mercilessly cold, and the worst winter the town of Spoon had ever seen. It was also the worst place for your intergala…
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The Adventures of Uglybaby
The pair were, quite possibly, the ugliest the waitress had ever seen. First, there was the woman. Thin red hair pulled back …
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Battleship
Their noses were crumbling off. Features in stone don’t keep well over a hundred or so years. The massive ship was frozen in …
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Non-symbiotic
She sleeps so late…
God, couldn’t she sometime consider what I want? Once. Just… once. That’s all I’m asking.
Bitch.
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Alternative Drug
I’ve always been good with the truth… It’s not that I always recognize truth, but once I find something to be true, I don’t…
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The Lightning Girl
When I lived in the most beautiful place in the world, I was scared of thunderstorms. Lightning in Jemez wasn’t like lightnin…
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Therapy
She knocks on his door, lips tightly pressed together, a crinkle between her eyebrows that has become more permanent with tim…
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The St. Renault Swarm of '43
The ground was a slimy mess, littered with the bodies of both men and crustacean.
Horace tread over the gloopy ground. His l…
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The Cold
I can’t do this.
There isn’t an inch of me, not one particle, that wants to. The edge of nothing seems to be creeping toward…
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Hollie
“You can’t kill a god.”
“I can.”
“No, you can’t.”
“I can so. A god’s an idea. Ideas can die…”
“A god is not just an ide…
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