Fable
"Evolutionary" - Bountiful Bunnies Bankrupt Bellies Begetting Behemothic Beasts . Top Story - April 2024.
The reliant beanstalks fed England very well. Their value was without peer. Yet, the routinely ovulation cycles of the rabbits were of immense consequence.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
97 Unfathomable
It was a dark and stormy night in the Mariana Trench. 36,000 feet below the surface of the haunted Pacific, the waterwinds were blowing fiercely as bioluminescence flashed like lightning. Deafening thunder erupted from the friction of two shimmying layers of deep waters struggling against their common thermocline.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Exploring the Mesmerizing World of Fantasy
Welcome to a realm where the ordinary meets the extraordinary, where imagination knows no bounds, and where dreams take flight. In the enchanting world of fantasy, reality fades away, and a tapestry of magic, adventure, and wonder unfolds. From epic tales of heroism and mythical creatures to realms of sorcery and enchantment, fantasy literature has captivated audiences for generations, offering an escape into realms limited only by the bounds of imagination.
By Mohamed ahmed2 years ago in Fiction
Happy ever after
It started with a kiss. Which makes a change, since usually it pretty much ends with a kiss. You know that bit. Frog turns into prince, princess awakes from a deep slumber, active hero marries passive heroine and we all live happily ever after. Or we assume so, since nobody checks back for the wedding anniversary a few years later when our beautiful prince(ss) is run ragged by a brood of royal brats and our handsome prince(ss) is casting a roving eye elsewhere.
By Andy Potts2 years ago in Fiction
Loves weeping whispering woods
In the dark bellowing woods sat a witch in a bleak cave. I stared at her, while equal parts disgust, shame, and fear consumed me. I laid the rabbit before her its small feeble body thrusting about. She cast a stark perverse smile in my direction her wrinkled skin and nose bunching up in delight.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Odysseus
There was a taste in the air. He did taste it, although his lips were pressed firmly together in a clasped defense of wrung creases. It was that salty spray taste that could penetrate even a closed mouth accustomed to sea. He bit against himself until he tasted his blood instead.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
"Rule Over Us! You Have Delivered Us!"
And he said, What hast thou done? The voice of thy brothers blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand.... Genesis 4
By Emily Marie Concannon2 years ago in Fiction
Guardian of the Gate. First Place in Whispering Woods Challenge.
Dappled light danced over the soft forest floor as beams of sun played with the leaves of the trees high above. Beech, oak, and yew stood tall and proud, sentinels of this ancient land. Colours of autumn were in abundance, the forest a tapestry of deep hues. Golds, and browns, and reds, interspersed with the ever present green. Occasional bursts of bright summer colours caught the eye. Purples, pinks, blues, yellows and more. Flora, stubborn of the changing seasons along with pixies, sprites, and a plethora of other low fae flying about. Warmer days would be rare until spring came a-calling once more.
By Morgan Christy Rickards2 years ago in Fiction
What hope looks like
When the cat started speaking I knew it was the death of me. I wiped my tears as the cat walked and sat beside me, as the moonlit sky adorned in the radiance of the moon. She stared at me and with the beauty of her emerald-green eyes, she whispered," Don't shed tears for the ones who won't even remember about your existence. I wanted to say something but alas the alarm clock rang and I looked in the mirror. It was time for me to let go.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Fiction
