Shadman's published ficlets
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off the grid
“Harold, you’re pullin’ too much juice again.”
Neck craned out the side of the vehicle, Harold’s goggles were covered in gn…
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Square Peg Round Hole
“You’re a chameleon.” She had me marked before I even knew myself. It took me 10 years to know what she was talking about, bu…
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The Trap is Sprung

Stabbing Spider hisses, “This water is frozen. I’ll slide around, but not in the direction I have chosen.” She stabs her talo…
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Hawking Wares
“Hey, hey, hey! You wann meest?”
Parcel in one hand, flash ball in the other I pick up the pace to about a seven. The Mog le…
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Mounting An Offensive.
Stabbing Spider awoke to another horrible, dreary winter day.
Sharpen my talons, grind grind grind, Stabbing Spider is of a … -
Weights In My Heart.
“Snakes and spiders.”
“What does that have to do with my job in New York?” Poesy sits on the bed and puts her left leg into…