Shadman's published ficlets

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • The Trap is Sprung Inspired by text

    Stabbing Spider hisses, “This water is frozen. I’ll slide around, but not in the direction I have chosen.” She stabs her talo…

  • 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…

  • 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…

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