Tag Archives: Fable

Modern Fable

Monique visited the Indian cultural festival alone. Phil wouldn’t go to it, or any festival. Inside the auditorium, she met Anup, who was selling flowers. “These aren’t just any flowers,” explained Anup. “They’re magical!” “How so?” smirked Monique. Magic? Right! … Continue reading

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The Story Trees

Once there was a land dark and gray. Little grew in this place of dirt and stone. The evenings were silent as people gathered round fires saying nothing. No one knew a story to tell. Into this land walked a … Continue reading

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A Fable Of Color

In the gray concrete streets, bitter, gray people roamed. If someone dropped their groceries, no one paused to help. No one offered a smile to their neighbor. Maddie Kinkaid sat at a cafe within this dismal existence sipping bitter coffee. … Continue reading

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A Fable of Love

Hate is not just a concept, it’s a tangible thing. Despite it’s apparent ethereal nature, it has a measurable affect on living things. If science had only worked out the mathematics of it, they might understand the life-cycle of the … Continue reading

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The Secret of Pajaro Del Mal – Sunday Photo Fiction

Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. This is a bit long for SPF. I apologize for that, but sometimes the muse insists a story be told as it is. This story, about an ancient horror and a great love, begins after … Continue reading

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Sifting Through Hay – Sunday Photo Fiction

Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. A story about a strange affliction begins after the photo. Genre: Fable/Steampunk/Historical/I don’t know what to call it. Word Count: 375 Sifting Through Hay “I hate masked balls.” grated Adrienne. “They bring out my affliction!” … Continue reading

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Tamal and the Willow

Tamal found the willow while escaping from the Smith brothers. The bullies chased him nearly every day, but on this day Tamal tried another escape route. Muscles burning and breathing hard from the long chase, he was too exhausted to … Continue reading

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