Fable

Beauty & The Beast
Henry stood frozen in place, staring at the most captivating creature he had ever seen. She was fair, with long pearlescent hair and porcelain complexion. She was curled up between the roots of a massive oak, thin arms hugging slender legs. He took note of the impressive antlers sticking out from her crown, in awe of the little berry bushels tangled therein.
By Natasha Penn3 years ago in Fiction
It’s Following Me
I aimed, I fired. Then I missed. The Buck saw me. It charged. I started running through the woods, screaming like a little child. The Buck persued. The Buck was now hunting me. I jumped into the bushes. The Buck found me and knocked me out of the bushes. I rolled on the ground. It broke most of my ribs. I was in too much pain to move. It charged me again. I passed out. The Buck dragged me back to its home and placed me on a rock, where I now lay on display.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The tale of 3 wishes
In a distant land, a humble family discovered a mystical lamp. Its magical inhabitant granted them three wishes, but warned of consequences. They wished for wealth, power, and fame, only to realize the emptiness within. In the end, they used their final wish to restore their simple life, cherishing love, happiness, and the bonds that truly mattered.
By Adan3 years ago in Fiction
Pawgles & Sofie: A Purr-plexing Encounter and Beyond
Meet Pawgles & Sofie. Sofie is a human female on Earth with an unusual and compelling life, and Pawgles appears to her as a 'felis catus', a male feline. He is unlike any cat you’ll ever encounter and, purr-portedly, unlike anything you may come across. Pawgles is essentially an ethereal being, a so-called Aenimon. If bound at all, he is not limited by time and space.
By Sofie Weber3 years ago in Fiction
The Alder Tree
In the middle of the forest stood a majestic Alder Tree, its roots dug deep into the earth. I, a towering White Pine, fondly watched it grow from a sapling. We became great friends, but later, I witnessed its struggles. The years had taken their toll, and it was nearing the end of its life. I watched over it, providing support and comfort, knowing that it was my duty to carry on its legacy. And as I stand here now, I can hear the Alder's whisper in the wind, guiding me to be strong and steadfast, just like it was.
By The Pleasure Pen3 years ago in Fiction
The Wishing Well
Mischief and kindness mingled together, as the two boys lowered themselves into the dark, damp and musty stone well. They hadn’t gotten too far, before they were able to get a better look at the source of the endless crying.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Singularity Interrupted?
The Enlightened One was called to save humans. Again. They’ve been debating AI endlessly, writing open letters on the dangers of giant AI experiments, and playing catch-up with AI systems that were getting smarter than them by the second.
By Lana V Lynx3 years ago in Fiction
The Terrible Ninja
I was bad at karate. I was bad with weapons. My mask kept falling off and exposing my identity. When I took out my sword the handle hit my face. My trainer believed in me though. He kept practicing with me until I was good. He sent me on a mission to save a kidnapped girl. I rescued her using my new skills. I got back to Nija camp and it had been taken over by giant demonic flying gorillas. I slayed them all, saving the day. Then I returned the kidnapped girl to her parents. Everyone was happy.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Good Mourning
Don't sit up too fast. Being dead will really take it out of you. Sorry. I guess I should have eased into that reveal a bit. I just started on the welcome committee and you're my first arrival so congratulations and condolences are both in order.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Fiction
The Parable of the Perfect Potion
In the land of flawlessness, a renowned alchemist sought to create the perfect potion of beauty. After years of meticulous experimentation, he unveiled his creation to the world. But alas, the potion had a peculiar effect—it bestowed exaggerated physical attributes, turning people into caricatures of themselves. The citizens, once obsessed with perfection, now saw the absurdity of their quest. Laughter filled the streets as exaggerated noses, enormous ears, and gargantuan grins became the epitome of beauty. And in that moment, the true essence of beauty was found—in embracing our imperfections, celebrating uniqueness, and laughing at the folly of chasing an elusive ideal.
By Adan3 years ago in Fiction
As is the Nature of Worlds
Worlds are pleasing to create. Once assigned a world, an Architect uses pure essence to create their design. An essence purer than any celestial in the verse.
By J.D. Brooks3 years ago in Fiction
Red Plaid Shirts
World War Three ended, and a boy found a cabinet buried in a bombed-out settlement. A rare and complete Bible was found intact, with passages bookmarked by pages torn from an outdoorsman catalog. The pages displayed male models wearing red plaid shirts.
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction