Fable
Black Jungle
Black Jungle I thought I had seen the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Young as I may be, I’ve combed the tired beach of my home of a freshly lost battle, washing to shore for coin to eat off of. How appalling it was to watch a coach run in flames, the owner’s whereabouts unknown, locked to two exhausted horses, choosing a cliff to fix their unfortunate circumstances. Take today. I came across the heads of former comrades posted at the entrance to the fork side that I wished I had time to look closer at before trying to lose my pursuers. That I did, if not immediately on the reputation of the path of Noir Libertalia, the three that stayed on my horse’s ass dropped out in screams faster than I can swear I’m going. Trees creaked like they were discovering applause as I tried not to consider that some of those branches were bones. And I must admit that the severed foot that landed in my lap, boot slid away before the foot; the worst thing I’ve ever smelled, of course. No. The worst thing I’ve seen was a minute ago, which was my horse’s ass shitting itself, fading into the fog-laced trees without me. Lost in the coldest part of the night; what a night my thievery has led me into?!
By Willem Indigo2 years ago in Fiction
Hell
The base of the huge grandfather clock stood stark and ominous against the night sky as a supermoon glowed eerily beyond the horizon. Tonight, my mind played tricks, for my reality had seemingly begun to lapse into the absurd. In my confused and disoriented state, the moon appeared sinister, brooding and terrifying as her light shone a fearsome orange glow upon the dreary night.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
Child of Iridescence
The Mystical Sapphire Forest exists in an enchanted, tranquil and scenic landscape of indescribable beauty. It lies tucked away in a long secluded valley and is colorfully bounded by gently sloped concave sides. This idyllic Goidelic 'gleann' is mystic and rich in Irish and Scottish Gaelic charm. Steep hills stand guard over this hidden nell in majestic ethereal beauty and the inhabitants are lovingly shrouded in bright mysterious incandescent, radiant light.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
Chronicles of Time: A Journey Through History's Gateway. Content Warning.
1. The Discovery A young child, full of curiosity, climbs up to the attic in search of forgotten treasures. As they rummage through dusty old boxes and piles of forgotten belongings, their eyes land on a mysterious book hidden in a corner. The cover is weathered and faded, revealing intricate designs and strange symbols that pique the child's interest.
By VoidCipher2 years ago in Fiction
Timber Tom. Content Warning.
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story Timber Tom turned to his men, cleared his throat and began to read his long winded speech, tightly holding his notepad in his hairy sunburnt and scarred hands, his oily, messy hair stuck to the sides of his face while flys buzzed around him.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
The Untold Story of Little Red Riding Hood
A little girl named Red often traveled through the heart of a sentient forest, where ancient trees could communicate with each other, whispered secrets, and dappled sunlight danced through the foliage. She was known far and wide as Little Red Riding Hood, for she wore a vibrant crimson cloak that fluttered behind her as she skipped along the winding forest paths.
By Anthony Chan2 years ago in Fiction
Whispering Voices in the Woods
The woods of whispering voices were a place of mystery and utter dread, where the trees seemed to murmur secrets and the shadows danced with unseen creatures. All the children in the nearby towns knew to stay far away. They were warned by the tales of those who ventured off too deep and never returned.
By Somer Kelly2 years ago in Fiction
Once Upon a Time
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, inside a kingdom of great riches, belonging to a library of radiant glory, was a little book that told incredible tales of times long past. This text was the most sought-after book in the world, and many collectors wished it was in their libraries.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
The Decrepit Copse. Top Story - March 2024.
Zilch wandered down from the mountain after discovering an indescribable treasure at its peak. An old juggler dared him to climb the mountain, but first gifted him a magic cap. Zilch felt silly wearing it—it was a jester’s hat, after all!—but it bestowed physical strength, endurance, and a level of awareness that helped him avoid and overcome the dangers of the mountain paths.
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Fiction
Playtime in the Pines: Chapter 3
“Wake, children!” called the powerful, feminine voice. “You have rested long enough.” Carol marveled at the golden glow that surrounded her as her eyes slowly focused. Slowly, she realized she felt utterly refreshed, albeit a bit too warm. What she didn't immediately understand was why. As her sleepy vision cleared, she found herself surrounded by her equally bewildered friends, each clad in a snow suit, as was she. That explained the warmth, at least.
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Fiction
