Fable
How many licks does it take?
I awoke. Where was I? Ahead of me a vast, symmetrical array of incalculably massive glass pyramids. Surrounding the faces of each of the pyramids, a staircase; the stairs at the bottom more worn out, the stairs at the top pristine and glistening.
By James Cummings3 years ago in Fiction
An Unlikely Friendship
The sun was setting over the crystal-blue waters on the tropical island. It had been a long day, and although the air was still warm, there was a chill in it that seemed out of place. It had been days since Anna had arrived on this island, desperate to escape her life back home. She hadn't expected much from this place - just some time alone with her thoughts - but she wasn't prepared for what happened next.
By Nikki Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
The Price of A New Life at Manitoba
Grayson is an excellent student, but even as a young child, he displayed criminal tendencies by faking the parent's signature on a grade sheet for one of his friends. Grayson, who was expelled early from school for this transgression, is surprised to learn that his mother, Amelia, is dating his uncle. Although his mother begs him not to tell his father, he does, and as a result, his father dies by suicide. Grayson kills his mother and uncle by lighting the house on fire after learning that his mother and uncle are still seeing each other. He is brought up at a juvenile facility where he is sent. After his release, the warden instructs him to focus on his studies while providing the address of another of his uncles.
By Jagatheesh M3 years ago in Fiction
Love Among the Wildlife
Lila was a curious and adventurous monkey who lived on a jungle island. She had lived there her entire life, and she knew every inch of it. She loved to explore her surroundings and to make new friends. She was always up for an adventure, and she never let anything stop her from pursuing her dreams.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
Fairy – The realities
No, I have never seen a pixie, a holy messenger, nor some other sort of a soul guide. Yet, I swear there are times I feel that assuming I twirled around quickly enough they'd be staying there chuckling at me. The present is one of those days. Regularly, I sit up late in the evening time working an excessive number of evenings in succession. I likewise have a two-year-old bobbing off the walls first thing each day. The mix implies I'm basically ill-fated to episodes of lack of sleep each time my internal compulsive worker dominates. Not no joking matter all by itself, since everything comes into equilibrium and I'll wind up going through a little while relaxing around doing a big pile of nothing. Today should be one of those days. I hit the hay giving myself guiltless consent to stay in bed as long as I like. My teens had previously proposed to hang out watching kid's shows with the little one for me. However, at that point, those small societies concluded that I had something undeniably more critical to do today. As early as possible before any other person was conscious, I was awakened by a tireless little voice advising me to expound on pixies today. "OK extraordinary, yet I'll do it later after I rest in a couple more hours." No, you will do it now! Thus the pestering started.
By Lakshmi Heaven3 years ago in Fiction
The Slow and the Swift:
Once upon a time, on a lush tropical island, there lived two very different creatures. Terry the Tortoise was a timid and introverted fellow, who spent most of his days taking slow walks and admiring the scenery. On the other hand, there was Polly the Parrot, a boisterous and adventurous bird who lived life to the fullest and never missed an opportunity for excitement.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction









