Fable

How The Gods Built Their House
For years, I lived certain I was on the right path. But to my horror, I discovered that it was a lie. I had been deceived as a child and the decisions I had made under the auspice of righteousness had led me down a path of chaos and meaninglessness. Refusing to succumb to nihilism, I resolved to climb the mountain of the gods and beseech them to rectify all, to undo the damage I had done in my blind adherence to what I now knew to be little more than superstition and ignorance. The journey was long and miserable. I passed the Foothills of Novelty, stumbled through the Forests of Humiliation, traversed the Lava Fields of Perdition. I wept at the Fountain of Repentance, conquered my fears in the Desert of Illusion, and was stripped of everything I held dear as I climbed towards the Summit of the Gods.
By J. Daniels4 years ago in Fiction
Do You Believe In Dragons?
If, like me, you are obsessed with Game of Thrones, then dragons play a large part in your life. From the first time I saw Daenerys with her 3 dragon eggs (a wedding gift when she married Khal Drogo), to when we see the dragons fully grown, I have almost dreamt and ‘lived’ “Dragons”. Drogon is the black and red dragon and the one Deanerys rides. Rhaegal is green and bronze and he was named after her eldest brother. Viserion is cream and gold, and was named after her other brother, who met his death at the hands of Khal Drogo. The CGI in Game of Thrones just made these 3 dragons “come alive” and are a real spectacle to behold!
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff4 years ago in Fiction
The Lady in Leaves
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. This is the story of how Norna Liście became the Lady in Leaves.
By Eliza Szymak4 years ago in Fiction
The Princess and the Peach
Abigail was a little girl who always thought that she was a princess. Her mother always treated her like a princess. Her father mostly treated her as a princess but sometimes he annoyed her by telling her that she wasn’t. She acted like a princess and had all that she wanted and that was good enough for her.
By Angela Timms4 years ago in Fiction
The dignity of an old bull
The old bull died. This old yellow cow is called "No. Riva". Each cow in the production team has a name, such as: flat horns, bull commander, white eyes, and so on. The most powerful and well-behaved cow in the herd, so we all called it the No. Liwa. It has the most service, when plowing, the community members are scrambling to grab the No. Riva, it is the biggest contribution to the production team. One day, it suddenly limped a little on its front legs, limping, as if afraid to step on the air. The team's breeder asked the veterinarian at the commune's veterinary station to take a look at it, gave it a shot, and filled it with a dose of Chinese medicine. The veterinarian said that the leg of the No. Riva may have been injured, rest for two days to get better. However, two days later, No. Riva died.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The Ladybug Who Lost Her Spots
The sun soared high on a bright spring morning over Old Mrs. Arthemis’ garden. She was a kind old lady, with curly white hair and a sweet smile, who loved to plant and grow all kinds of flowers. Her garden was the prettiest garden in the entire neighborhood, and all the children loved to visit when everything was in bloom.
By Sophia Marie Sears4 years ago in Fiction
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
Hansel and Gretel find an old Cabin.
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. "look Hansel." "I know Gretel."
By Russell Ormsby 4 years ago in Fiction
Bloody fingers the ghost
A long, long time ago, there was this ghost at 536 Elliott avenue in Arlington Heights, and this ghost would wake everyone in the house up singing bloody fingers.
By Angelina F. Thomas4 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