Fable
The Adventures of Tall Tail: A Tale of Kindness, Wisdom, and Friendship
Once upon a time, in a lush green forest, there lived a unique animal with a tall tail, which was as long as its body. This animal was known as Tall Tail, and it was like no other creature in the forest. What made Tall Tail unique was not just its tail, but the fact that it could talk.
By Ravishankar V K3 years ago in Fiction
The Spirits in the Sky
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a mystical and enchanting sight that many in the small town of Briarwood had grown used to. They would gather outside their homes, staring up at the heavens in awe as the clouds swirled and twirled, changing shapes with each passing moment.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
The Magical World of Alice
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a moment that only a few lucky ones could witness, and they cherished it as if it were a secret treasure. For years, the people of the small town nestled in the valley had observed this celestial spectacle, but they had never dared to question its existence. They accepted it as a part of their daily routine, like the sunrise or the birds chirping in the morning.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
The Owl Named Hoot
In the depths of the forest, there lived a wise old owl named Hoot. Hoot was no ordinary owl; he had a gift that allowed him to speak to humans. However, Hoot knew better than to reveal this gift to just anyone. He only spoke to those he deemed worthy of his knowledge.
By Angel Varo3 years ago in Fiction
Ancient Whispers
As Knud stumbled home from the local mead, he heard a mysterious voice call out his name from the darkness at the old boat pier. Drunk and curious, Knud followed the voice into the darkness. The moonlight was his only guide across the old rickety wooden planks of the pier. Knud came across an old wooden longboat. The round shields that clung to the boat's sides carried the marks of battles fought long ago. Two large black ravens circled above the mast, grabbing Knud’s attention for a moment. He then noticed an old man with a wide-brimmed hat and cloak sitting at the bow with an ornate spear in his right hand. The tip of the spear glinted in the moonlight. Upon closer inspection, the old man’s face was heavily weathered from years of sun exposure and the salty spray of seawater. The old man’s right eye was hidden behind a tattered cloth bandage.
By Last Irish Viking3 years ago in Fiction
Journey to the Moon
The moonlight scattered into glittering fragments over the undulating waves…lunar pearls from outer space. The stars above etched into heaven’s black mantle, and the crystals of shattered moonlight below…made for an enchanting sight…the heavens and the earth mirroring one another. This tableau was accompanied by the melody of waves, a soothing song imbued with the ocean’s essence. Standing beside the boat anchored to the docks, I breathed deeply…watching the waves lapping against the rocks, sending mists of water in the air.
By Fezan Javed3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey Through Time and Religion
I am Cathy, a historian and technology enthusiast. From a young age, I was fascinated by the stories of ancient civilizations and religions, and their profound impact on the world. As I grew older, my passion for a history only deepened, and I pursued a degree in ancient history and religious studies.
By Omar Sohail3 years ago in Fiction
Old Fashioned Land Lady
Samos woke midway through his life. He donned a robe and slippers, returned from the kitchen with a glass of juice, and sat at his desk. The sun shone through the window. He set his glass of juice on one corner of the desk. He took a pad of paper and a pencil from a drawer. He gazed wistfully out the window and nibbled thoughtfully on the pencil’s eraser. Samos took a deep breath, leaned over his pad of paper and began furiously writing.
By M. Michael TRARP3 years ago in Fiction
Satironical Meta Magical Realism
Narrator's preface: The writer who is the protagonist of the below story includes an author's preface in many of his written works. Generally these are full of psuedo intellectual clap trap that sounds intelligent at first blush, but upon closer inspection is actually nonsense. He was not available to provide an author's preface in this case telling me that he was busy "inventing a brand new genre of writing" which he had dubbed satironical meta magical realism. And there you have it, a perfect example of what I meant with that intelligent nonsense comment. Apparently he was doing this in order that he might produce a story he could enter in a writing contest for some two bit website nobody has ever heard of much less cares about. I told him good luck and offered to dream something up to cover his author's preface for this "story." His fan base which consists primarily of persons recently released from or soon to be committed to a mental institution, prisoners, hobos and homeless vagabounds get very agitated when he fails to include an author's preface in any given story he writes. Of course they also get agitated by anything anyone else considers normal. Ah well. Enjoy the below, or don't, it's no skin off my back either way.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
