Tag Archives: fiction

Hyphae

Posted on April 9, 2017 by medleymisty

Sometimes the human and I search for consciousnesses not our own. The human made this universe. It is a good universe. It has not yet melted into the black. It is small though, and very quiet. There are no voices … Continue reading →

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Inside the Walls

Posted on February 4, 2017 by medleymisty

I am safe inside the walls, and the sun cannot get to me. Hello, Anya. Earlier today the computer chair was in shadow for a time, and I read your letter. I had to read it quickly and then get … Continue reading →

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Ghost Walk

Posted on April 17, 2016 by medleymisty

Sometimes I am sitting on a bench, and the darkness sits next to me. It is wearing a skin of ash and embers. The darkness says, “I am sorry.” The darkness says, “I did not want to lose your universes.” … Continue reading →

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The Unswallowing Place

Posted on March 14, 2016 by medleymisty

Sometimes I search for the unswallowing place. I think maybe if I can find it everything will go back to how it was. The darkness and I will be back in Midnight Hollow. It will be wearing the shadowskin and … Continue reading →

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Still Waters

Posted on November 29, 2015 by medleymisty

Over at the official Sims 4 forums, they have a short story challenge every month. Here’s the thread: Short Story Challenge. This month’s theme was “lost”. The rules are only 12 pics and only 1500 words. Those limits were hard … Continue reading →

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The Spaces Where I Am Not

Posted on October 25, 2015 by medleymisty

Sometimes there is no meaning. Other times there is. Sometimes I eat the apple. Sometimes I don’t. Sometimes the darkness never came, not through the mail or the toilet or the window or anything. Sometimes I bleed to death, down … Continue reading →

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The Black

Posted on September 7, 2015 by medleymisty

Sometimes I am not quite all here, which is something. It’s better than definitely not being here. The screaming stopped. Eventually. The skin came back. Some of it. Slowly. I often tell the human that I want to wear a … Continue reading →

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Separate Skins

Posted on April 10, 2015 by medleymisty

Sometimes the darkness and I…. Sometimes the darkness and I…. Sometimes the darkness isn’t here.

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Not Quite All There

Posted on March 8, 2015 by medleymisty

Sometimes the darkness and I hide from color devouring aliens in the hold of a cheaply made boat. I ask, “Do you think that they are going to enslave us? Or eat us?” The darkness says, “They will probably eat … Continue reading →

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Bonefish

Posted on January 30, 2015 by medleymisty

Sometimes the darkness and I walk under purple willow trees. The bridge and the river and the giant blurry death lights are all behind us. I feel better now. I ask, “How did your bones get wrinkly? I know that … Continue reading →

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