Fable

Banoom
Banoom dragged her tail through the fallen leaves on the malt path, the autumn foliage now past peak color, her breath visible in the air above her snout. Cambria woods – especially the malt path – was her favorite place on Yirrth, a retreat from awkward interactions with family ‘friends,’ volunteers, or the Charitable Order of Gnomes. A place to avoid whomever she was appointed to stay with that week.
By D.P. Martin3 years ago in Fiction
The King is Dead
His light body is being carried through the Duat, paddled by Thoth only because Anubis was on vacation from his duties as the god of the dead. And yet, the Kings gaze of life still hung here in the aether. He watched as we grieved in disbelief.
By Susan Downs3 years ago in Fiction
Mydus and the lost child
Little bits of gold coin, antique clutter and more odds and ends littered the forest floor at the entrance of a deep and dark cavern. The only light seen was the streams of translucent gold pushing past the canopy to gently bounce off of the mess scattered about. The natural hum of the forest was quickly interrupted but the jingle of the coins. Quiet at first, then a few loud thumps of fallen antique debris as something made it’s way past the mess.
By Nyx3 years ago in Fiction
When dragons cry
"Are you crying dragon father, there are droplets falling from your eyes. Can dragons cry, I never thought so". The young man was casually leaning against the great body of his parent. He touched the liquid that was trickling from the great brute's eyes, rubbing it between his fingers in wonder.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Alice in Badland
‘Heated confrontations caused by rash words based upon judgementalism, which is itself precariously balanced on a pedestal of intolerance and ignorance, may make for compelling television drama but does the theatre of fiction truly reflect the dynamic of life?’
By D.A. Cairns3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 58
We fed the borkas and had a good time . We’re not really supposed to feed them but some of us in the village do . A lot of them have become dependent , so we kind of have to . Whenever the numbers get high the butchers , hunters , and other villagers just kill a few for free meat . It’s kind of dark when I think about it . I would never bring it up to Goldy though . I’d imagine it to be a mood killer .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 57
Chief Maxus walked out of the room and left me alone in the room with Goldy again . She was still sleeping though . So I decided to get up and stretch for a little bit . I tested my readiness to fight while I thought about what I’d do . The Chief was right . My best bet would be for me to woo Goldy as much as I can . As to soften the blow for when I have to leave . I still don’t know if I should tell her when she wakes up , or at the end of the day .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 56
After I enjoyed my meal I dozed off into some of the best sleep I’ve had in ages . I even had vivid dreams again , but it was a simple one . Just me , my friends and Goldy exploring a sunny country side with exotic wildlife and vegetation . We were just wandering around having fun with the sun shining in our faces . The wind was a gentle breeze , it was a perfect compliment to the suns radiant warmth . I just had an enigmatic feeling during the entire dream . As if everything in the world was at balance . It might've been my minds way of telling me something . That even after defeat . Everything will be okay . As long as I can adventure with the ones I love . Sunshine and great weather are just the added bonuses .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 55
When they first walked into my room we all smiled at first . We couldn't hold back the joy of seeing each others faces after losing in a battle so bad . Then the smiles faded and we started to talk . Bulls Eye was the first one to break the silence out of us three . “ Man , we sure got our asses handed to us by that robed guy . It turns out that we were all saved by the village chief ! “ That statement surprised me , the village chief was tough but he wasn’t necessarily known for his fighting capabilities . Then while he was laughing out loud and noticing the shock on my face . Bulls Eye then continued on to explain . “ It turns out that the guy loved the shape of the chiefs head ! He told the chief he loved his head but that he hated our buildings for having imperfect angles . He then ran off and left the village without saying another word . We got beat up by a weirdo guys , we were completely annihilated .”
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 54
I woke up in the village hospital . Damn I thought . I’m getting tired of having to wake up in random places . I was glad to see Goldy was in my room . Other than that I was still confused as to what was going on . Seeing her made me feel okay though . Then I remembered that I was in the middle of a fight . Not anymore though , the last thing I remembered was me getting ready for an attack . I must have been knocked out . I was relieved that he didn’t kill me though . I still had so many questions and concerns . The first words that I said to Goldy as she smiled from noticing me waking up was . “ Thanks for being here for me . I have been thinking about you for days . My journey has been long and tough . My friends that were fighting besides me though , how is Bulls Eye and John doing ? “ .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Victima Draco
Disclaimer-following story contains dark subject matter It was the chaotic life that got young Tim into the situation. He was a savant and at age three was constantly hiding in the woods during one of his parents heated fights. He hated having to hear them fight. He was too young to know what divorce was only that was something his parents needed. Why they fought he had no clue. One bitter cold day he ran into the woods and wept. He did not realize how cold and hungry he was. He came back to his house only to find the door locked. Consumed by his anxiety he did not go inside but wandered back to the woods. He tried to make a makeshift blanket using leaves. It was roughly forty five minutes in the cold when the dragon approached.
By Sid Aaron Hirji3 years ago in Fiction
Tea & Serpents
1- This is the legend of tea and serpents. The tale of a young girl and the dragon that forever changed our world. It all started on a rainy cliffside village…
By KW7113 years ago in Fiction