Fable

Shirin and Farhad
Shirin was the little girl of the Ruler of Armenia and Khosrow, an Iranian sovereign, was a relative of Anushirvan. Shapur, one of Khosrow's friends, who was likewise an unpleasant painter, and weird that in the event that Shapur had not been a story called Shirin and Farhad or Khosrow!
By ho3k2 years ago in Fiction
The curious case of a miss white
This story begins far away in a land with a very enchanting forest. Although this forest was exceptionally beautiful, their lies a dark secret unspoken by most. There was certainly something very suspicious going on at the whites palace. A happy kindom this used to be. Now with an erie shroud, and no one has seen the lovely Miss Snow White.
By Sarah urffer2 years ago in Fiction
Ephemeral Beauty
In a world where instant gratification and constant change have become the norm, there exists a hidden wonder that defies the hurried pace of modern life – gardens that bloom only once a century. These enigmatic gardens, shrouded in mystery and imbued with an ephemeral beauty, are a testament to the patience and reverence required to witness the fleeting moments of nature's most exquisite displays.
By kinjays2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Love
In the heart of a small town, nestled amidst rolling hills and fragrant meadows, there lay a garden that held the echoes of countless love stories. It wasn't just a garden of flowers and foliage; it was a sanctuary where the bonds of love transcended time and space. This garden, known as the "Garden of Echoes," stood as a testament to the enduring power of love, transforming grief into a beautiful symphony of memories.
By kinjays2 years ago in Fiction
The Fortune Seeker's Gamble
In the clamoring city of Eldoria, where transcending high rises kissed the sky and the cadence of life was directed by the ringing of coins and the stirring of banknotes, carried on with a young fellow named Aiden. Aiden was a visionary, a visionary who longed for riches and accomplishment incomprehensible. He accepted that cash held the way in to every one of his cravings, and not set in stone to uncover its mysteries.
By Kofanults2 years ago in Fiction
Digital Crumbs
In the neon-lit city of New Kettering, technology was king, and screens were the portals to endless possibilities. The Carlson family was an average, middle-class family navigating the labyrinth of modern life. But for Hansel and Gretel Carlson, two siblings, the digital age was about to become a nightmarish reality.
By Heather2 years ago in Fiction
The Ball
Ella was desperate to remove her restrictive silk gown. Feeling the tightening grip of the corset around her midriff day-in day-out was like constantly being gripped by a giant lobster's claw, being pinched and unable to squirm away. And the rustling! Every movement she made elicited a small sound, like someone crumpling tissue paper. It was like water torture. But the worst was that she hated it when she had to parade around like this. These events were so stuffy and stifling in so many ways! And so stilted and pretentious, everyone scrutinising everyone else and commenting on what they are wearing, how they look, whether they are beautiful or not, who will capture the Prince's eye. She took a deep breath to suppress her irritation. The time was dragging and made worse by her discomfort. She couldn't wait until later that evening when she could go to the Ball.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Top 10 Web Series Online. Content Warning.
In the ever-evolving landscape of entertainment, web series have emerged as a powerful medium that combines the episodic format of television with the creative freedom of filmmaking. These series have captivated audiences around the world with their diverse genres, compelling narratives, and high production values. In this article, we delve into the top 10 web series that have left an indelible mark on viewers.
By Tamilwolf2 years ago in Fiction
Sting No More
The trees swayed around the edge of a pond. waterlilies pink, and white stood picture perfect amidst the dark dredges of water, circled around by floating green leaves. A leap to the edge. A youngster learning the prowess of his springing frolics. As he jumped, a voice echoed through his head.
By NJ2 years ago in Fiction
Swined & Dined
Once upon a time, and lets's be thankful it was once, and only once. In a land that is still around more than likely but as time passes had gone through such a multitude of different titles it no longer matters what it was originally called. There existed a trio of brothers their names are not important. Not that they aren’t important more to the effect that names were not important to them. You see naming things and creatures is a rather human habit and these brothers were not of the human persuasion. The brothers were in fact swine, in the literal sense although by no means the same type that we humans know in this day and age. As you might have ascertained this is the story that over the generations and countless retelling would come to be known as The Three Little Pigs. As stories cross the centuries they become twisted, embellished, and warped. The true story is often lost in the miasma of the ages or to the perilous whimsy of writers, but all truly enduring fables persevere despite being little more than useful lies in part because the best lies always have a grain of truth to them. This is the original tale of the Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf. The story is a bit more literal than one might think. Allegories hadn’t been in vogue at the time you see.
By Addison M2 years ago in Fiction
The Red Cloak
A long time ago, in a country far across the ocean, there lived a girl named Robin. Robin lived with her mother and father in a small cottage, in a small village, on the edge of an immense forest.
By Liz Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Three Little Pyggs . Second Place in Tales Retold Challenge. Top Story - August 2023.
Albert Pygg sighed and stroked the hairs on his chin as he closed his laptop. The page for the online group for residents of the Wolff Estates housing development to air their grievances about the Homeowners Association had been taken down. Evidently Mr. Wolff’s sister-in-law’s nanny had infiltrated the group, achieved moderator status, and deleted the whole thing. Albert saw that the groups for Wolff Acres, Wolff Park, and Wolfftown had also disappeared. He now felt even more terrible that he had convinced both of his brothers to move into the subdivision.
By J. Otis Haas2 years ago in Fiction