Fable

Christmas Barn
This old barn is not so different from the next; it holds many natural foes, but on this night, there are none. A temporary peace allows for a grand party. Following custom, each attendee brings a decorated box with their offering to the party.
By Jordan J Hall4 years ago in Fiction
The Brother Bakers of Brighton
When the loaves of bread came out of the oven, Phillip would carefully look for the biggest and crispiest of the batch. He would then pick it, wrap with paper and tie it with a golden lace before setting on top of the oven, to keep it warm.
By The Archaeologist4 years ago in Fiction
Parable of the Smiling Monk
Disclaimer: This story was given to me the other day as I was walking through the forest at sundown. The person, a presence who did not give me their name, instructed me to listen to the story and take what I could from it.
By Angel Santiago4 years ago in Fiction
Life of swami vivekananda
The Proof Of God When swami vivekananda was just 19 years of age, Vivekananda was a very logical, intellectual boy, and was full of fire. He wanted proper answers for everything. He came to Ramakrishna and asked, “You are talking God, God all the time. Where is the proof? Show me the proof!” Ramakrishna was so simple. He was not an educated man. He was a mystic, not a scholar. So he said, “I am the proof.”
By Bablu Singh4 years ago in Fiction
Hotel
It was cold and lonely in the hotel room she stayed at. A bitter sweet nuisance. Ann was going to part ways with her lover. Hoping that this would clear her conscious. And fade away the love that she felt for Paul. It was hard to remember her life without him, but eventually all of the feelings for him would change. Turn into something that she would regret. Snow was falling at the present time. It would melt her heart and turn her to stone. At the moment it was surprising that the boundaries of the hotel room were passed to another paramount. And yet she was wondering where to start and bound the past moments together. Sarah was so happy that now she could write again to which she had longed for at the moment. Ultimate boundaries would suffice. Hey ladies let us party until the night has passed. That was just a random thought passing by and continuing through the morning to come.
By Alex Jennett4 years ago in Fiction
I Saw an Old Man, a Very Old Man
I saw an old man, a very old man. He was walking along the street from shop doorway to shop doorway. This old man was not shopping; he was looking for a place to sleep.
By Doug Woods4 years ago in Fiction
Mr. Tree Teaches Little Johnny About Human Beings
"Hello, Mr. Tree!" “Hello, Little Johnny. My, how you’ve grown! What can I do for you today?” “I have more questions. You said that when I grow up, I’ll have to join the Sheep Clan, Goat Clan, or Unicorn Clan. Does that mean I’ll become one of those animals?”
By George Ochsenfeld4 years ago in Fiction
SAGUARO KING
INTRODUCTION THE EGO... Strange thing when bolstered by overheard mutterings in the surrounding spaces. Also understood to closely resemble the overblown id, the swollen head syndrome, the art of being "too big for you britches," all these reflect our personal idea of ourselves when it is based upon assumption and not fact. It can create a situation that keeps those we would hope to attract on the opposite end of our personal space. It makes us closely resemble the...
By CarmenJimersonCross4 years ago in Fiction
Water
As a boy, I lived close to a raging river. If I kept my bedroom window open at night I could hear the waters tumbling over and over as they roared and rumbled into infinity, for not a half mile from my home an enormous waterfall thundered over a high cliff forming a deep swirling pool of dark water on the rocks below. This river was said to be fed by a hundred streams.
By Dan Glover4 years ago in Fiction
Adeline and the Wind
“Adeline!”, my mother called “Come back, it’s almost time for lunch.” The wind was also calling, “Adeline the primrose is blooming, and Mrs. Rabbit has had her babies!” I took one look back at my mother and smiled widely. She put her hands on her hips and smiled back. She didn’t like to admit it, but she could hear the wind too. “Go!” she whispered, “Congratulate Mrs. Rabbit for me.”, but she demanded loudly. “Be home before the sun sets Adeline, not one minute late!”
By Sue C4 years ago in Fiction
Reciprical
Once upon an equation there lived a ratio and his integer who were very unhappy because they didn't have any decimals. These good polyhedrons had a little remainder in the back of their pentagon which looked into the most lovely perimeter, full of all manor of beautiful hexagons and prisms but the perimeter was surrounded by a high line segment, and no one dared to enter it, for it belonged to a fraction of great power, who was feared by one whole sphere.
By Michelle Mackenzie4 years ago in Fiction
Uppers and Downers
UPPERS AND DOWNERS The Uppers lived in a village on the hill, name of Upsville. The sun always shone there, always plenty of birds and corn. They laughed a lot, because life was good. There was fresh water nearby, lots of food and they could always have a good time.
By robert fisherman4 years ago in Fiction