Historical
Short story: After I left, I went to the father and left the son
My mother warned me before she died: "unmarried pregnancy, men are big-headed pigs, do not know the height of the sky." So I made it my priority to find a father for my son, and that's when I met Fu. He said, "Come home with me and I'll give you an identity?" I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to be smart!
By Jin Yu Story Pavilion2 years ago in Fiction
The Business of Nature. Top Story - March 2024.
Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Forbidden Forest
In the ancient city of Ujjain, ruled by the wise and just King Vikramaditya. One day, a mystic sorcerer approached the king with a request that seemed simple yet bizarre: to fetch a corpse hanging from a tree in a desolate forest—the body that Betal, a wily spirit, inhabited.Motivated by the promise that fulfilling this request would bring prosperity to his kingdom, Vikramaditya agreed. As night fell, he ventured into the eerie forest, guided only by the flickering light of his torch. Upon reaching the tree, he found the corpse, seemingly ordinary yet imbued with an unsettling aura.As soon as Vikramaditya slung the corpse over his shoulder, the body came to life—it was Betal, ready to test the king's resolve and wisdom. Betal struck a deal: he would tell Vikramaditya a story during their journey back to the city, ending with a riddle. If the king knew the answer but chose to remain silent, his head would shatter into a thousand pieces. However, every time Vikramaditya answered correctly, Betal would return to the tree, forcing the king to begin his quest anew.The first story Betal narrated was about a noble king who had three queens. Unfortunately, none were able to bear him a child. In his quest for an heir, the king met a sage who gave him a magical fruit, promising that it would bless him with progeny. The king, however, faced a dilemma over which queen deserved the fruit, leading to a cascade of events fueled by jealousy and deceit.As the tale ended, Betal posed his question: "Which queen deserves the magical fruit, and why?" The moral and ethical layers of the question were profound. King Vikramaditya, with his sharp intellect and keen sense of justice, decoded the motives of the queens and solved the riddle, explaining his reasoning in meticulous detail.True to his word, as soon as Vikramaditya spoke, Betal vanished back to the tree, leaving the king in the middle of the dark, whispering forest. Undeterred, Vikramaditya returned to fetch Betal, his resolve unbroken.This cyclical challenge of storytelling and riddle-solving continued, with each story more intriguing and complex than the last, testing the king's wisdom, ethics, and perseverance.
By Dalwant Bahadur Singh2 years ago in Fiction
Journey Back by Staright
In the muddy trenches of France, 1918, Lance Corporal Horace Yule felt an unsettling weight on his boots. It wasn't just the cloying mud but also the dried blood of another soldier. Despite his best efforts, the stains resisted his attempts to remove them. A plump rat darted past him, sending shivers down his spine. These discomforts, however, were trivial compared to the impending danger. Nightfall was approaching, and soon Horace and his comrades would venture into no-man's land to raid the German trenches.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
Short story: After I left, I went to the father and left the son
My mother warned me before she died: "unmarried pregnancy, men are big-headed pigs, do not know the height of the sky." So I made it my priority to find a father for my son, and that's when I met Fu. He said, "Come home with me and I'll give you an identity?" I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to be smart!
By Jin Yu Story Pavilion2 years ago in Fiction
The Historical Stones
The ancient standing stones of Callanish, rising like crosses against the sky, have become a beacon in Saint Augustine's mission to spread Christianity throughout Britain. While tradesmen, immigrants, and legionaries from Rome had introduced Christianity to Britain by the late third century, it failed to take root. But as Rome crumbled under poor leadership and misguided ambition, another power rose—Christianity. Unlike Rome's armies that imposed their will with swords, monks spread their message with kindness and conviction, wielding no weapons except their faith.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
Open Oh Wretched Earth
The cannon's recoil shook the sand between the bags lining their earthworks. Again and again, the artillery batteries roared, pumping shell after shell filled with an arcane mixture of magnesium and sulfur into the once lush green Canadian hinterland. Rodney thought nothing could suffer the power they unleashed upon that forest.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
