Fable
The Summer I Forgot to Exist
The Summer I Forgot to Exist Genre: Fiction / Psyche / Mental Health Format: Diary-style narrative June 5th They say the sun heals everything. I believed that once. Now I just flinch when the light touches me, like it’s trying to burn the truth off my skin. The first party of the summer was tonight. Bonfire on the beach. Everyone was there. I smiled, I laughed. I don't remember meaning any of it.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Fiction
Goulhearth's Marvelous Institute of Wizardry and Other Magical Creations
Night drew Sienna Rosewood in like a hungry moth to a kindred spirit, with deep azure and cerulean blue flames, just like her own slow-burning fire. The sky dotted above, illuminating her path. The sounds of birds were still, the whisper of crickets chirping off in the distance devoured the quiet air until there was nothing left but her own faint footsteps trudging through the sand as waves crashed against the heavy rocks below. Sienna was worried, she knew she had to get back to the school before the moon struck twelve, just overhead. None of the other witches’ dragons had appeared at their monthly meeting and she was risking losing everything—her housing, her scholarship, her place on the committee—and all for what? An old-wives tale? Some secret superstition about paintings that no one believed? She began to wonder if what she was doing was right, after all, who did she have anything to prove to? Herself? Her Professor? Birdie Mandrake? Sienna was a fellow fourth year, soon to graduate and should’ve known better than to make a bet with Ambrosia Mandrake’s elfin daughter.
By K.H. Obergfoll7 months ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Heard the Wind. AI-Generated.
The Girl Who Heard the Wind “A tale of whispers, courage, and the secrets carried on the breeze.” In a quiet valley cradled between tall, whispering mountains, there lived a girl named Elia. She was no different from the other children in her village—except for one strange gift. Elia could hear the wind speak.
By shah afridi7 months ago in Fiction
🐿️ The Squirrel’s Missing Acorn Heist
It all began on a crisp autumn morning when Chester the squirrel awoke to find his prized golden acorn missing. This was no ordinary acorn. It wasn’t gold in color — it was actually gold. A shiny, nut-sized trinket he’d found near a human picnic site last spring. Ever since, Chester had kept it safe in his tree hollow, hidden beneath piles of real acorns. To the forest, it was his treasure. To him, it was a symbol of pride. And now it was gone. His whiskers twitched. His tiny paws trembled. There were no signs of a break-in — no snapped twigs, no disturbed leaves. Just an empty hollow and a sinking feeling in his belly. “This is a heist,” Chester muttered. “And I’m going to crack it wide open.”
By Shoaib Afridi7 months ago in Fiction
Angel's Reality
Leaving only a magical second, good turf broke the Goonie fall, landing in a safe place, despite an awkward rebellious appearance, challenging the gift, the higher Woodbine authority granted across the street. Suddenly, a maiden with special weight appeared, wearing a shiny winning golden ring.
By Marc OBrien7 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of a Silent Night
Echoes of a Silent Night The village of Halberg lay tucked between pine-covered hills like a forgotten lullaby. On most nights, it was the kind of place where the silence rang louder than the church bells, and the snowfall came as gently as sleep. But on one particular December 24th, something different lingered in the stillness. Something deeper. Something waiting.
By Julia Christa7 months ago in Fiction
