Fable

The Journey
It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled through the trees as sheets of rain were falling. In a small cottage on the edge of town, a young woman sat by the fire, staring into the flames.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Hope
She had been walking for days, scavenging whatever she could find in the ruins of the city. She knew it was dangerous, but she had no choice. She needed to find a safe place, a place where she could start over, a place where she could hope.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
Control Yourself
Self-discipline is often described as the ability to control oneself and one’s actions. It is the ability to choose what we do and how we react to situations, even when we may not want to. Self-discipline is a crucial factor in achieving success in various aspects of life, including personal, professional, and academic spheres.
By ODS ACADEMY3 years ago in Fiction
The Trial of the Century
He got up one morning to think of himself as captured. He did not know why or by whom. He was not allowed to see a lawyer or a judge. He was taken to a dark and dirty room where he was interrogated by two men who wore black suits and hats. They asked him questions that made no sense, such as "What is your name?" and "Do you confess?" He answered truthfully, but they did not seem to listen. They accused him of crimes he had never heard of, such as treason, blasphemy and murder. They showed him documents that were supposed to prove his guilt, but they were written in a language he could not understand. They told him he had no rights, no witnesses, no evidence. He was guilty until proven innocent.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
The Great Wall
The great wall stretched on for as far as the eye could see. It was a towering, imposing structure, built to protect the kingdom from its enemies. But for one man, the wall was a symbol of fear and oppression.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Dive
Anna adored the ocean. She loved the feeling of freedom and wonder that came with diving into the deep blue water and exploring the hidden wonders of marine life. She had been diving since she was a teenager, and she had seen many amazing things: colorful corals, exotic fish, graceful turtles, playful dolphins, and even a few sharks.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
A Mysterious Package
Samantha sat at her kitchen table, staring at the small brown package that had arrived in the mail that morning. It was addressed to her, but there was no return address and no indication of who had sent it.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Photograph
She had always loved old photographs. The sepia tones, the faded edges, the glimpses of a bygone era. She collected them from flea markets, antique shops, and online auctions. She framed them and hung them on her walls, creating a collage of strangers’ memories.
By Simon Abilogu3 years ago in Fiction
Vengeful Waters
John had always been restless at night. As a child, he would lie awake in his bed, listening to the creaks and groans of the old house, and the whispers of the wind outside. But there was something else that kept him up at night, a pull, a strange, inexplicable draw towards the lake outside.
By E.A Nich3 years ago in Fiction
Souls and soles
David realized being a ghost was lonely, his job, collect souls from people. He quickly had the largest pile of souls of any ghost. Then he met a new ghost, Claudia, they became fast friends. He bragged about his pile of souls. David did not seem like that kind of ghost. David lead her to his pile of souls where she began to giggle. David didn’t understand, Claudia explained the difference between Souls and soles. David giggled, he couldn’t steal a soul, but he could steal a sole. They continued stealing soles, creating a mountain, and live happily ever after.
By Eric Stolpestad3 years ago in Fiction
The Last House
The last house on the hill had always been shrouded in mystery. For as long as anyone could remember, it had stood vacant, its windows boarded up and its doors chained shut. Some whispered that it was cursed, while others speculated that it was haunted by the ghosts of its former inhabitants.
By Tejas Arya3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Little Lamb
Seeking greener pastures. A stray lamb, lost without his flock. Wandering in search of belonging. Loneliness fuels his anxiety, compelling this gregarious creature onwards in spite of weary legs.
By Rudolph Lingens3 years ago in Fiction