User 9100's published ficlets

  • clarity Inspired by text

    The factory was more than a production line. Its workers thought of themselves as creators, not drudges. They made the world …

  • night out Mature Inspired by text

  • the last night

    He got up from his comfortable place lounging on the sofa and went to make them both coffee. He could be magnanimous, he thou…

  • temp. job Mature

  • turning point

    Cheery people who look like they’ve never had cause to sweat in their lives keep saying that it’s the hottest summer since re…

  • wicked night Mature

  • true vocation, my arse Mature

  • the one that got away

    The station bar was busy, but only with temporary customers. People drifted in, in one’s and two’s for a hurried drink with o…

  • dream

    Patrick was already inside the dream, waiting for her. Sorcha gave him a sharp nudge with the point of her elbow to make him …

  • one fine day

    Something was definitely tickling his cheek. Kenneth reached up to rub his face, his sleepy eyes still closed. His fingers so…

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