Fable
Admission
Always, we must consider the price of admission. Slowly, I peel the leather glove from my left hand, just as Grandmother taught me. Blue shadows play upon my newly exposed skin, imprinting upon me a strange cyanotype that I dare not decipher. I look away.
By Hannah Corinne2 years ago in Fiction
Six-Shooters
Spurs sang among the dust, kicked up by weather-worn boots. Some of the townsfolk looked on from behind boarded windows. Others peeked round the corners of ramshackle lean-tos. All were silent. The whites of their eyes danced, for the stranger had finally appeared. One minute to high noon.
By Rhys Barnard Jones2 years ago in Fiction
Lily
Lily looked out the window and sighed, dropping her embroidery. There was nothing truly interesting to do within the walls of her father’s castle. She glanced back at the door, and in a moment of unrestrained rage, she suddenly flung the sampler out the window. It spun out over the trees that crawled right up to the foot of her tower, and disappeared into the dark foliage. She wanted so badly to do the same.
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Fiction
Waiting for the Ice. Content Warning.
This story comes with a Dharrsheena warning I sit and I wait. White bear is with me. He sits and waits too. He is hungry like me. I keep my distance as he would tear me apart in a heartbeat, crush me in his jaws like the furry meat morsel I am to him. Sometimes, I forget and he moves and I dash away, using what little energy I have left.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Man Who Turned Into a Monster
There was once a man who turned into a monster. It started as a good idea, and he convinced himself it was necessary for survival. He lived in paradise but didn’t see it that way. To him, the world was merciless and cruel to anyone not properly equipped and prepared.
By Victor Eaves2 years ago in Fiction
122 — Three Billy Goats Gruff
Once upon a time, there was a lush pasture. The only way to get to it was via a stone arch bridge over a swift stream. The owner of the pasture was fixated on preventing the goats next door from getting across because they ate everything he grew. So he found a homeless troll and offered him the job.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Crossed
Long ago, before the sexes were born, two equally different humans existed. Then, they shared the V chromosome, until one day the V unfolded itself into an X. For one human the X doubled, but only one prevailed, barring the other. When the other's V unfolded Y slipped into place, perfectly aligning itself within X, determining a new pathway. Female and Male formed, along with their bodies' mindful voices.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
Big Bad Wolf
In the beginning was the wolf. A fearsome combination of ferocious vanity and utter incompetence, he was only ever a cypher. Existing to embody our unspoken fears while simultaneously assuaging them. He turned out to be a simpleton, bested by a schoolgirl, outwitted by those three giggling piglets.
By Andy Potts2 years ago in Fiction
There Once Was
"Easy Hunter, he's probably just a regular bandit," a shelf flew past his head, "who happens to be really strong." Peering over the table, he witnessed the cloaked robber rummaging amongst the refuse. "What's he searching for anyways?" Seeing him pick up a coin purse, Hunter feared that if he were to run off with it that they'd never be able to pay the pied piper, let alone the cheese tax.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
