Fable

The Daughter of Atlas
I sat alone, taking in the sight of the dying day. Nothing but the rhythmic sound of the tide ebbing and flowing interrupted the tranquility of my Isle. Purples and golds stretched across the evening sky, as sculpted clouds lazily passed through it. On my lips a song began. An old one, from a time before the Greeks came to be. There in the distance, I could see a speck. A small ship loaded down with food and drink. A single man steered it. Odysseus. My dear Odysseus.
By Daniel Bussey3 years ago in Fiction
Text Edition of Aesop's Fables (5 parts)
1. Aesop's Fables A little crow, very envious when the crow fortune teller. The crow is loved by the people because of its foreknowledge of bad luck.
By murp90853 years ago in Fiction
Excerpt From my short story "Jason's Quest"
A voice fell out of the hills, approaching the Argonaut camp, "Jason?" Jason wheeled around. His eyes scanned the landscape cautiously.
By Chris Ledbetter3 years ago in Fiction
100,000 worth of cake
After retiring, Henry Sr. opened a pastry store and spends his days in the store with his grandson Jimmy. When it comes to Old Henry's pastry-making skills, that is one word - "excellent"! He made the cake not only taste good, and the cake pattern is fancier, as long as the customer said the famous things, he can make the pattern on the cake, so the people who came to order the cake are particularly large.
By kate3 years ago in Fiction
The Big Bad Wolf
One day, many animals were invited to the forest, except for the Big Bad Wolf who did not receive the invitation. On this day, the Big Bad Wolf saw many animals coming to the highest tree, and he felt very strange, so he quietly followed behind, and one small animal saw the Big Bad Wolf and shouted, "Quick, quick, run away! There is a big bad wolf." When the animals heard it, they scampered around, and in a short time, the animals under the big tree ran away without a trace, leaving only the big wolf alone. The Big Bad Wolf cried and said, "Why is there no animal playing with me?" The owl heard the cry and flew over and said, "Because everyone is afraid of you, so they don't play with you." "Why are you telling me this." The big bad wolf said. The owl said, "Because I know you are lonely, but you have to be friendly when you make friends, goodbye." The big bad wolf said, "Thank you, owl, goodbye."
By kate3 years ago in Fiction
Zucchini and the Star Princess
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, a beautiful little girl lived with her mother and father. The little girl was kind, polite, and obedient. Her mom and dad and the whole village loved her very much.
By kate3 years ago in Fiction
Is there really such a thing as a vacuum of space?
In the vast emptiness of space, there is no sound. But that doesn't stop people from screaming. Some people scream when they're excited, like when they're finally able to walk in zero gravity. Others scream when they're scared, like when they see a meteorite hurtling towards their ship.
By Success3 years ago in Fiction
The Sea Girl and The Sandman: Now We Have Cats
Where We Are This follows on from “The Sea Girl, The Sandman and The Christmas Kittens” and does sort of break up the sequence of the series but that is the nature of life, multiple things can follow on from single events, but these stories also stand alone. This is not so much a story as a situational description, essentially about the effect that cats can have on a household.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Shattering of Peace
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, but it seemed like all I could hear were the piercing shrieks of terror and agony rising out of the chaos below the palace. The acrid stench of burning flesh and combusted armaments filled the air, and the ground seemed to shake with each mighty impact. With their homes ablaze, people were running, scrambling to escape the death that surrounded them. Mothers and children were desperately making their way towards the palace as their sons, husbands, and fathers were heading towards the barracks that were stationed along the outer gates of the city. In the distance, trails of dust rose as those who were working in the fields sped towards sanctuary. The imperial fleet emerged from the darkness of the cosmic clouds, inching closer with each passing second. The time had finally come. We were under attack.
By Kurt Mason3 years ago in Fiction
The Self-Made World
The nurses and stenographers waited in their white rubber coats, steam rising up from under their facemasks and fogging their spectacles, and beheld the man in bed. With Origen’s pause, an anxious sigh, sharp and perturbed, escaped from all of the room’s inhabitants. But Origen only pursed his soapwhite lips and waited for the right words to appear without being asked.
By Aulos.Media3 years ago in Fiction
Ring of Nature
One day I was walking through the forest near my village looking for some cool rocks for my collection. There’s a small lake in the woods where sometimes me and my friends would go to cool off. It was on the edge of the lake where this story begins.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
The Flower and the Hummingbird
This is a tale of a flower who learned of love on a cold day of Spring. __ The garden housed an abundance of flowers of every variety and species, from every size, shape, and color. Amid this multicolored flora sea, a young pink-petaled flower lived peacefully. Coy and pure, she relished the touch of the sun and treasured looking up to admire the boundless blue from the vast sky.
By Alexander Prince3 years ago in Fiction