Fable

Learning From Nature
“Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.” Anonymous Bheeko was a dedicated farmer who loved cultivating his crops and caring for his farm animals like family. Despite his happy and wealthy life, one childhood wish remained unfulfilled: understanding the language of birds and animals.
By Ameer Bibi2 years ago in Fiction
Anya's Secret Journey: Uncovering the Lost Athenaeum
Anya’s grandmother only took her to that place once· They had to claw their way through the bushes, her grandmother’s gnarled hand pushing aside branches and thorns while her other hand held Anya’s small, soft one· As an adult, Anya wondered how much that journey must have hurt her grandmother· Her swollen knees ached, and her bare feet surely protested every step of the way·
By Nada soliman2 years ago in Fiction
The Whispers of the Wild
Chapter 1: The Listener in Silence Elara has always had a strong bond with the natural environment. She used to get lost for hours in the woods behind her home as a youngster, studying both large and little animals.
By oussama arrafia2 years ago in Fiction
The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry
O. Henry was the pen name of William Sydney Porter (1862-1910), an American writer best known for his short stories. Here's a breakdown of his achievements:
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Fiction
199 Dame Doom
I entered. Dame Doom awaited. But I was wise to her. While she had distressed so many who have visited her--my friends and loved ones--I knew her weakness. I came prepared.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Venerable One
The trees throughout the wood murmur to each other as the breeze runs through each green leaf. They dance together and the sun dapples through the sway of branches and creates patterns on the earth below.
By Linda Bromley2 years ago in Fiction
"The Brave Croak"
In the heart of a dense, mist-covered forest, far from the hustle and bustle of human life, lay a tranquil pond. This pond was a hidden gem, known only to the creatures of the forest. Among the myriad inhabitants was a frog named Ribbit, who had lived there for as long as he could remember.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes Of Imagination.
In the realm of endless musings, where stories start to grow, There lies a vibrant landscape, where your thoughts can freely flow.
By Arin2 years ago in Fiction
Eden Ablaze
“Confess your treachery, brother! Confess! Confess! For the greater good, confess!” My blade dances across the keeps stones as the castle burns beyond. My new Eden, devoured by the man for whom my heart beat. Drops of blood dot the stones of the tower floor. The end of our long crusade draws nearer and nearer as the sands of my brother’s hourglass empty.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
Faith
The Village I was lost. I didn't know how I had got here but I continued on the path and thought I saw smoke. A little later houses came into view. It looked like a small village in this forest, forest and there were signs of habitation, so I hoped I could get some indication of where I was and how to get back to the main roads and eventually home.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
All Cats Are Gray
An odd story, made up of oddly assorted elements that include a man, a woman, a black cat, a treasure—and an invisible being that had to be seen to be believed.
By Atsuko2 years ago in Fiction
Mirror of Identity
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the café window as Aiko sat sipping her green tea latte. It had been a long day of meetings and errands, and she welcomed the quiet moment of solitude.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction