Fable
The Last Sunset of Arthur Finch. Content Warning.
Arthur Finch woke to an orange sky, a screaming wind, and, as he so often did, possessed by a deep, unsettling feeling that the world would end. The radio confirmed his long-held doomsday premonitions with news of solar flares and global weather patterns.
By Daniel Sullivan2 years ago in Fiction
Peas and the Princess
Princess was outside in a thunderstorm, drenched, and frightened. Trying to find shelter, she dodged lightning strikes and ran until reaching a gate. Portia pounded on the gate until the old king of the principality opened it and was surprised to find a princess asking to be received and I got lost in the storm. Is it true your son is looking for a wife?”
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
A Fucked Up Fairytale
The cobbled-stoned streets were covered in crystalized snowflakes, icy, and treacherous for passers-by yet full of excitement as the New Year festivities began. The Little Matchbox Girl, named after her long passed Grandmother Ella had been forced out into the gaiety of the holiday to sell matches, barefoot and without a coat by her brutal, drunk of a father; not to earn money for shoes, even used ones, or too big would have pleased the bashful, impoverished child. But for more ale for his drunken pleasure.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
104: “And If Anyone Here Were to Object...”
My brother Carl is an unsightly man. He has great eyes, a perfect nose, wonderful smile, and glorious head of hair. But putting it all together just doesn't work. We all know people like this. Every individual part's perfect, but the gestalt is very unpleasant on the eyes.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Twisted Tale - Jack and The Beanstalk
Jack had again climbed the beanstalk and talked the Giant’s wife into feeding him. While eating the bread and milk she gave him, he heard the Giant coming and hid. The Giant yelled out “Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive, or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread!”
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
A Twist of Fate: The Tale of the Wizard Khizr
Once upon a time, in the kingdom of Persia, the land was parched, and hunger plagued the people. Enemies threatened their borders, and bandits attacked travelers. The desperate king longed for the Wizard Khizr, a magical figure known to appear during times of trouble, offering comfort and guidance.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Fiction
103 Snow White and the 7 Pervs
The rent was cheap. She eagerly set up her room in the 8-bedroom cottage. One by one, each knocked on her door. Sleazy was first. "Say, Snow White, I couldn't help but notice y0ur snow white skin. Now everyone needs a spongebath from time to time. If you need one, if you're dirty--anywhere at all--please tiptoe to my room. I've lots of experience with dirty girls."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Fermi Paradox
The rocket arched across the sky. Beyond the horizon’s curve, the railguns of the Athakanizi hummed the death march of the once system-spanning race. Singularity Unit 6X3 stood at its post, watching through electric eyes as the Athakanizi died beneath the shadow of a mushroom cloud.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
The Cat And The Crow: A Meeting
Introduction The Reiki Cat Ladyshares many wonderful cat images on Facebook and you can follow here here: This one was by Marina Groth. "The Meeting" from the "Crow with a Cat in the City" series and I felt there had to be a story here.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
