Fable

Unicorn and the Village
With-in the brightness of her horn lay the power to lay mankind to waste or rise them from the depths of despair. She chooses death.
By JBaz2 years ago in Fiction
The True Treasures
Once upon a time in a small town nestled between rolling hills and ancient forests called Everwood, there lived a man named Oliver and his extraordinary cat, Whiskers. Oliver was an adventurer at heart, and Whiskers, with her sleek black fur and curious green eyes, was his loyal companion.
By Mason Darnielle2 years ago in Fiction
Management
Introduction Although this is fiction it is based on situations that I have seen in many of the places where I have worked, so while it is not "The Handmaid's Tale" by Margaret Atwood it is the same sort of model.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Chinna Kuthuru Shocking Tales
In the core of the country, India lies a failed-to-remember town by the name of Chinna Kuthuru. Concealed amid thick woods and fog-covered slopes, it harbors a mystery that has been murmured regarding for ages. Stories of ghastliness and the powerful have tormented the locals for quite a long time, passed down starting with one age and then onto the next like a dim legacy. In any case, as time walks on and advancement infringes upon antiquated customs, the narratives of Chinna Kuthuru risk blurring into a lack of definition, lost to the steady walk of progress. This is a brief look into the creepy fables and spine-chilling legends that have kept the residents of Chinna Kuthuru conscious around evening time, shuddering out of dread and anxiety toward the unexplored world.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction
The Snow Angel
"It's a pattern that you make in the snow when you lie down. You move your arms and your legs like you're doing a Jumping Jack and when you get up the shape of an angel is in the snow."
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Spunky's First Snow. Top Story - February 2024.
Spunky peeked out of her brightly painted little barn in the green countryside, in wonder and fascination. Gingerly, she extended her soft, pink nose to sniff the fluffy, white blanket that had covered everything during the night. Her little nostrils filled with the cold, wet stuff and she sneezed, shaking her head and kicking up her heels. “Whatever could this be?” she said, aloud.
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Fiction
THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW
"The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" Short story by Washington Irving Ichabod Crane pursued by the Headless Horseman, by F.O.C. Darley, 1849
By Madhankumarramesh2 years ago in Fiction
~Man of a Million Dreams!~
Fantastical: The Fairytale! The beginning... Stage set for Scene 1: Beautiful Woman sitting at her magical desk personally crafted just for her a gift from her parents, her glorious throne of a chair with red fabric, so comfortable to sit in, (so that she can write to her hearts content) now with her favourite classical feather pen in hand, with wonderful antique scroll paper in front of her, she begins to write!
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Oblivion
In the cobblestone streets of Eldoria, a city immersed in the embrace of oblivion, lay an ancient secret that the veil of time tried to bury. The city, covered by the patina of mystery, hid among its ruins a narrative intertwined in the folds of history.
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Fiction
Couldn't Be
The old chapel looked prominent after a snow flurry; when just enough fell to accent the separations in the mortar. Whispers of white highlighted the sloping facades, lending life to the old dark stonework. Nothing disturbed the holy house except for a pair of footprints.
By Zack Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Snowbird
You Fly Above The Snowy Wastelands Beautiful Bird Soaring Far Above Watching The World And All Of Its Plans Snowbird Flying As You Spread Your Love White Bird Healer Of All World Sorrows Soaring Far Above The Arctic Snows Bringer Of Peace, Better Tomorrows The Places Where You Fly, Our Hope Grows Snowbird Your Song Raises The Spirits Your Flight Over Steppes, Oceans And Snow The World Will See Hope When You Visit White Bird Brings Smiles To Faces, 'Tis So Sweet Bird Of Peace, White As Driven Snow Bringer Of Calm Times, Bringer Of Light Down Ice Bound Rivers, Cold Waters Flow Above Troubled Lands, White Bird In Flight White Bird The Bringer Of Happiness Over Snow Bound Lands Awaiting Spring Birdsong Sounds Like Bells Ringing Success Snowbird The Whole World Loves You To Sing Spread Your White Wings, Your Message Of Peace Your Love Falls Like Snow On Every Town You Are The Bird That The Hopeful See When You Sing, All Down Here Love That Sound Bird Of Paradise O'er Snow You Fly White Lands Below, Snowbird Far Above Soaring Through The Bluest Of Blue Skies Snowbird Showering The World In Love White Bird Making Dreams Of Peace Come True Turning Crying Children's Tears To Smiles Flying Tirelessly Through Skies Of Blue Never Stopping Over Snowbound Miles You Are The Snowbird, Bringer Of Peace Your Song Gives Such Hope To Those In Need Flying High Over The Arctic With Ease And Setting Those In Their Sorrow Free
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Wall
I crane my head back as far as I can. The wall stretches high, nearly into the clouds. I scan to each side of me and see more wall, a bastion of unbelievable strength, spanning for miles toward each horizon.
By Daniel J. Heck2 years ago in Fiction