Fable
Pixie The Cat
Pixie was the laziest and most conceited cat around. Pixie’s master, Darryl, owned a restaurant and Pixie was always fed the leftovers customers left. Pixie usually would lie down curled up in a blanket all day. Only time he left the house was to taunt rodents that tried to show up at the restaurant. Pixie felt he had life made. Darryl however never showed Pixie much affection. Sure he groomed him, fed him and provided him a place, but Darryl seldom paid much attention to Pixie. Pixie did not know that it bothered him but deep down the cat’s heart he was starved to live a more full life. But for the moment Pixie treasured life and believed he lived perfectly. Until the day when everything he wanted was taken away.
By Sid Aaron Hirji4 years ago in Fiction
Medusa & the Forever Quarantine
When quarantine comes down, Medusa almost doesn’t notice. Nothing has changed for her really. Her entire life has been a form of self-imposed lockdown. Involuntary in the major, a blessing in the minor. In her apartment, behind three deadbolts and the latched chain, she can harm no one and no one can harm her.
By Catherine Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Blaque and Smooth, Part four
Smooth, knew, his past was going to catch up with him, eventually. One thing he didn't want, is Blaque to be affected by his past, or whatever was about to happen. Smooth, knew he had to get control of the situation before the situation got out of hand. Smooth figured that he would go to the clubhouse he used to visit often. He had to let Russell know, that he was out of that life for good. Meanwhile, Blaque went to the downtown library to do some research on the different kinds of schools and the duties of being a physical therapist. Since the accident, Blaque learned to appreciate the doctors and nurses, and other staff members, that helped her with her own therapy. Just as Blaque was walking out the front door of the library, a guy bumped into her. "excuse me, I'm sorry ma'am" that's ok sida Blaque. hey, said the big guy, don't I know you? yea, your Smooths girl, right? yeah, you know Smooth? asked Blaque. Oh yeah, we used to hang out with each other when we were kids, Said the big guy. Tell him Big Mike said hello. Ok, said Blaque. Blaque couldn't wait to get home, so she could tell Smooth about meeting his old friend. "Hello Uncle CJ, is Smooth around?" asked Blaque. No baby, he's not here. When is the last time you spoke with him? asked CJ. earlier this morning, said Blaque. What's wrong Uncle CJ? Is Smooth in trouble? asked Blaque? sweetheart, I need you to get in a cab, and come over, we need to talk, said CJ. yes sir, replied Blaque. I'm on my way. Uncle CJ taghut Smooth how to shoot a pistol when he was much younger, in hopes that he would know how to protect himself and the family he could have in the future. With everything that's going on, in Smooth life, CJ decided it was time to give Blaque a quick lesson on how to handle herself as well. Hey Blaque, I'm glad you are here, said CJ, giving her a big hug. You are scaring me, uncle, what's going on? asked Blaque. Sit down, I have a story to tell you. While CJ was keeping Blaque safe, Smooth said a little prayer, that his uncle taught him, Lord, give me the serenity to accept the things, I can not change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Hey fellas, what's up, said Smooth, as he entered the clubhouse. hey Smooth, said one of the fellas at the front door, holding an AK-forty seven. long time no see. yeah, it has been a while. wheres the boss, asked Smooth, upstairs, he's expecting you. well, I knew, if I sent big mike to wave at your girl, I knew you would be showing up, sooner, than later. Smooth, didn't know about the big mike situation, but he played it off. yeah man, that's what I came to talk to you about. I'm no longer living that kind of life. I don't have any regrets, about my past, but I'm living for the future. my girl, her mom, and my uncle is my future. your issues are with me, let's keep it that way. Said Smooth. well, look at Smooth, trying to grow up. don't you remember? asked Russell. One way in, one way out, said Russell. New day Blood said Smooth. but, ill make a deal with you. I do this one job for you, just once, you are out of my life forever, said Smooth. I knew you still wanted to ride out, said Russell. did you hear me? asked Smooth. this last deal, then I'm out. Okay, said Russell. it's a deal. Blaque told uncle CJ, about the guy that met her at the library. it's worse than I thought said CJ. Listen, I'm going to have to ask you to stay here, with me until I hear from Smooth. I'll call your mom and explain, said CJ. No, I'll call her You don't know my mom.
By Ebhoni Sanders4 years ago in Fiction
From Lips as Red as Roses
The lips of the goddess of love dripped down into the Earth. This binding power of love brought life from the deadness below. From it we came, us the bees, arose from the redness of her lips and they pressed against the dead Earth. This is the story of how my world came to an end.
By Emily Marie Concannon4 years ago in Fiction
Dig a hole and fill it yourself
The third uncle was working in the city with some people from the village. This day, there is a fat contractor to find someone to dig a hole, three uncle they follow the contractor to the site a look, this land of special soil, must be manually dug column pit, and very high requirements. The third uncle negotiated the price with the other party, and as soon as his sleeve was lifted, he went straight to work.
By Thu Hà Khương4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Legends
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Some days the great beasts patrolled the vast skies above, sunlight glinting blindingly off their metallic scales as they soared effortlessly over the ridges of the surrounding mountain tops. Other days they drifted lazily in the rivers and streams that slashed through the Valley, knowing that not a single creature had the courage to confront them, even in their leisurely state. Today however, was a different day, a special day. While most days the dragons were seen in handfuls at a time, if they were seen at all, that was clearly not the case on this day. Today, the great muscled beasts appeared throughout the Valley incessantly. Diving from behind clouds only to land softly just in front of the tree line, looking around to see if anyone had noticed their dramatic appearance. Slowly revealing themselves from a perch they had long been occupying, as if by magic they had appeared out of thin air. Or emerging by other means from the depths of the earth or surrounding water in some over dramatic fashion as if to one-up their many other predecessors. No matter how elaborately they all appeared, each and every one of them waded in to the tree line, anxiously gathering in the Valley’s dense forest of ancient trees.
By Judy Herigstad4 years ago in Fiction
The Vale of Strangeness
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. For a long time, the rolling green fells of the mountain reach lay dormant, serene. Its fertile ground home to many a farm and grange. For the people of the valley, it was a simple place, quiet and secluded; perhaps it is the nature of the Outside to appear where it is least expected. On such an occasion, when the membrane between worlds becomes so thin as to grow translucent before dissolving completely, from some strange hinterland the noumenal fingers of an unseen hand may reach into the realms of the mundane. And so, on one quiet late spring eve, such a thing did occur in the dark blue skies above our quiet mountain valley.
By Bruce Jayasinghe4 years ago in Fiction
