Fable

The king's parrot
Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there was a wise and powerful king named King Alexander. He was known for his intelligence and the love he showered upon his subjects. Among his many treasures was a remarkable parrot named Percival, who possessed an extraordinary ability to mimic human speech with impeccable accuracy.
By Prince Daniel 2 years ago in Fiction
"Secrets of the Mystery Gully"
chapter 1 :The Prophecy Unveiled The sun hung low not too far off, projecting a warm shine over the old city of Eldoria. Inside the consecrated lobbies of the Incomparable Library, researchers and copyists pored over dusty books, their eyes land with information and interest. Among them stood a figure, covered in a worn-out shroud, their eyes fixed on an endured material.
By home doctor2 years ago in Fiction
"Secrets of the Mystery Gully: Amelia's Uncommon Excursion into the Unexplored World"
In the charming domain of Aradia, where wizardry courses through the very air and dreams come to fruition, a story of exceptional predetermination is going to unfold.
By home doctor2 years ago in Fiction
A Game That Lost Time
An amassing horde swallows the platform as the bullet train rolls in promptly for the evening rush hour. A man in a suit and sharply fit glasses holding a brown leather briefcase and a silver watch escapes the mob and leans against a pillar with an exasperated sigh. The train halts to a stop and the doors shoot open. The man steps forward to board and in that moment a young boy runs right in front of him. Lurching back just in time the man stumbles in after the kid as the doors close behind him. A sigh of relief escapes his mouth as he finds himself in one of the few open cars and practically collapses on the stiff, blue plastic seat. The summer heat is inscribed in the pit stains revealed after removing his blazer and the loosening of his scarlet tie.
By Léon Dunois2 years ago in Fiction
Can You Tell, What's the Spell
You are mine in clandestine when salt is sweet, and dark is the deed; do it to the letter, and you'll understand it better.
By Jussi Luukkonen2 years ago in Fiction
The Unspoken Love
The Unspoken Love He was an IT man. She was a nurse. They worked in the same hospital, but they never spoke to each other. He admired her from afar, but he was too shy to approach her. She noticed him sometimes, but she was too busy to talk to him.
By ABDUL MAJEED BERDUA2 years ago in Fiction
The Little Girl
In a faraway rolling hill countryside, there is a three point mountain range adorned with beautiful foliage, blooms, and savory grass. Crisp white gargantuan clouds paint a scenic backdrop to the three point mountain range, and an incessant fragrant aerial mist of warmed lavender and jasmine encapsulates the three mountains. Within this mountain range dwells a little girl. The little girl has black poofy ringlet curls, skin like warmed brass, wears a dainty frock that flows even in the slightest breeze, a perfectly woven straw hat is affixed to her head, and nestled tightly in her left arm is a wicker basket filled with blooms and savory grass.
By Anne R.2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Love
In the quiet corners of a small, picturesque town, there lived an elderly woman named Elizabeth. She was known to the townsfolk as the keeper of stories, the guardian of memories that had been etched into the very fabric of the place. Elizabeth had a special tale to share, one that she believed could teach the town's youth the profound power of a deep romantic connection.
By Tsumi2 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Explorer
In the heart of the Amazon rainforest, where the emerald canopy stretched for miles in every direction, a lone adventurer named Daniel found himself in the clutches of the wild. He had embarked on an expedition to uncover the secrets of a lost civilization, armed with a map handed down through generations. But the jungle had its own plans for him.
By Tsumi2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Eternity
There was nothing left to say. Years hung around her neck, heavy as an old mill stone. The kind of stone she had never seen. Yet she wore those years as a Queen might her crown. To say that one aged with dignity would be to compare them to her, and the comparison would be weak.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Bridal Whispers. Content Warning.
In the heart of a charming countryside village, amidst rolling hills and fields of wildflowers, a tale of love and whispered secrets unfolded. This is not your typical love story, but rather an exploration of the hidden desires, hopes, and dreams that are often buried beneath the surface.
By Rajesh kumar 2 years ago in Fiction
Unspoken
Choking on words unspoken, they stood there in a staring contest. Not a childish one. No. One that only comes from having met a familiar stranger. The kind that makes you feel safe in the danger they bring to your life. You don’t remember who they are. Or rather, who they were. But you know their familiarity as soon as they’re near. Something all too clearly queer.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction