Fable
Arabica
African Highlands The town of Arabica was founded during an age when the concept of time was still a primitive understanding. Yet, within the realm of those primordial minds, a secret ritual has endured the rust of numerous millenia and is just as strong today as it was during its unexpected inception.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Guardians of Time
The Guardians of Time- The Third Portal In the heart of the Snake Mound in Ohio, beneath the ancient earthworks that held secrets older than memory, lay the first of Earth's hidden portals. Few knew of its existence, fewer still understood its power. Among those chosen to safeguard its secrets were ten young adults, each with unique abilities and a shared destiny that intertwined with the fate of humanity.
By Christina Barger2 years ago in Fiction
Bonfires and Herbs. Top Story - July 2024.
There was a betrayer in our midst. We had no way of knowing, for they kept their evil deeds cloaked in deception. Our little village of Hampshire was taken entirely by surprise when they committed their traitorous acts. We had no thoughts to predict that at the time of our celebrating the Sun's ascension to the highest point in the Northern Sky, they would strike with a most diabolical blow. A blow that has undoubtedly left a mark burned deep into the pure white light of our hearts.
By The Invisible Writer2 years ago in Fiction
Loki and the bonfires of Austria
Long ago in the Norse Kingdom of Asgard, there were two brothers, Thor (the elder) and Loki(the younger). In truth they were not brothers by blood, but to any onlooker, truly they were brought up as bonded brothers. Odin, the father of the boys and God/King of Asgard, decided it was time for Thor to take his place as the new God, as his father grew weary of the task.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
A Mid-Summer's Nightmare
The solstice was coming, and the fire was raging. The heat was great, and the old ways were coming back. For so many years, we had not celebrated the great summer solstice. The destruction of traditional beliefs has finally ended. The bond fires were packed as the night continued. Each burning with the ferocity of the night. The heat on such a hot day still was welcome on the mid-summer's night. Such a night was special. The night was lit up by the other families. All the fires made the night glow. It is only once a year, and the sun will show its longest time. Each hour was built up to the day. The whole family was preparing for this day.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Fiction
185 Special Delivery
The stork knew he was busted. "You called me, sir?" he asked. Mr. Natal looked up. "Yes." The stork waited uncomfortably. Finally, Natal spoke. "You delivered the wrong babies to the wrong couples, Mr. Stork. It wouldn't be so bad, but one's a girl and the other's a boy. Wrong babies, wrong genders--wrong everything!"
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Mythos of the 9 Muses
In a faraway realm where legends lived, where gods and goddesses reigned supreme, lived the nine Muses, daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne. They were the most enchantingly beautiful women ever seen and were known as Calliope, Clio, Polyhymnia, Euterpe, Terpsichore, Erato, Melpomene, Thalia, and Urania. On hills and mountains they did dwell and Homer and Hesiod wrote fondly of them.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
Would you kill Hitler?. Content Warning.
That is the question often asked in drunk company. Would you kill Hitler if you could go back in time? You won't usually find any disagreement when somebody answers yes. However, there was a major problem in my case. I was the only one sober so I started thinking. The fact that I'm also a bit autistic didn't do me any favours here, because I was about to lay down one of the coldest explanations ever. As you would have guessed by now, I said "no"… All the faces turned pale in disbelief, the shock on their face is hard to describe in words even for a senior writer. I quickly realised the situation could escalate if I don't clarify my answer fast. What did I drag myself into? I wasn't even invited to this party to begin with. By now I'm really wishing I could go back in time and give a different answer… It's too late for that. I have to embrace the reality now.
By Big Nose Parody2 years ago in Fiction
184 Doubling Down: a Kafkaesque Fable Where the Sky's the Limit
One morning, Mr. Brobdingnag woke from troubled dreams, finding himself transformed in his bed into twice his size. Sitting up, his head hit the sloping dormer ceiling. He realized he'd best escape this room if still growing. He couldn't stand tall, instead crawling to his bedroom door.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction







