Fable
Prince Particular
(Note: This fairytale is my attempt at showing support for the Neurodivergent community, and providing them with a fairytale retelling of their own. Modern terms like "Autistic" and "Autistic Spectrum" are not used here, but people familar with these conditions should be able to recognise and relate to the personality traits depicted in this story.)
By Fairy Tale Fanboy4 years ago in Fiction
The Glowing Mark
At the bright age of 12, Eliana had her life planned out. From graduating college, to starting a family. She had always been a planner and she was sure that the timeline she had mapped out for her life was going to go as smoothly as planned…until it didn’t.
By Samantha Lymburn4 years ago in Fiction
Snowfall
The scene laid out before her was one she could never get tired of. Cottages homes and storefronts on either side of her were blanketed in several inches of fresh, heavy snow. The little hamlet was deep into their winter season, the winter solstice just around the corner. The woman always regarded this as her favorite time of the year, without peer.
By Luke M. Curren4 years ago in Fiction
A Ship Story
The man was undeniably rotund. He filled the doorway. At first only his belly was visible but then the rest of him came into view as he entered the red room. In addition to being rotund he was, by some metrics, an undeniably evil man. Like all evil men he was named Cedric and he took great pleasure in this for some reason, despite being quite dumb.
By Richard Sanchez4 years ago in Fiction
Wading Out To A Vessel
That night, studying the dark waters of the lake that displayed only stars and the path to a crooked moon, I felt an emptiness that seemed to stem from the infinity of sky above, mirrored on the serene waters. I’d hoped they’d have a calming effect on me, but my head was in turmoil. A fool’s errand. That was the phrase that arrived in my mind. It was one my mother had used a lot, before she’d left.
By nathanael j4 years ago in Fiction
Choices at the End
Azza awoke in what was becoming her normal way, to a throat clogged with slime and the feeling of drowning. She instinctively panicked, her body spamming with deep, explosive coughs that tore at her throat and wrenched her stomach muscles. Tears streamed from her eyes, drawing paths through the dust and grit that clung to her skin. Ropes of grey mucous spilled from her cracked lips, staining the grit-strewn ground. She would have vomited if there was anything in her stomach.
By Heming Hopkins4 years ago in Fiction
The Snake in the Garden
It was as if Time stood still when the Princess and the Snake's paths crossed. The Princess had never seen a Snake in her garden before, and it felt as if there was something beckoning her to this beautiful creature. It was as if an invisible, unbreakable thread connected them throughout the cosmos, as if they were always destined to cross paths.
By The Art of Legion4 years ago in Fiction
Risen
Risen 1. The boy did not return to the oceanside in Valparaíso until after his father had died. There had been an accident that no one had seen coming. One day he was there, holding the family on the broad muscles of his back; the next his chest was crushed by a tractor.
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet4 years ago in Fiction
The Queen's Handmaiden
The grandfather clock was a pinnacle of our kingdom’s architecture, Erect in the town square for visitors to marvel at the magnificent construct. A fascination to those who came from lands whose monuments were either lacking in comparison or non-existent entirely.
By Robyn Little4 years ago in Fiction
Hope Wears Yellow
There are those we don’t yet know but wish to know someday. They breathe magic and fairy dust without even trying. The air becomes electric for reasons you can’t entirely identify if they happen to walk into a room when you weren’t expecting them. They sparkle. They shine. They give you the impression that if you could touch them and draw them close, your humdrum everyday life would go from black-and-white to full, living color in an instant.
By Shannon Hilson4 years ago in Fiction
