Fable
Belle of the Bayou. Top Story - February 2026.
Bad move, cher. Not just the slip of her kitten heel on the rainy February cobblestones in the Fourth Ward. She got caught snooping. Detective Deleon clucked and strutted like a rooster in his rush to clear her from the scene, waving cigar smoke to and fro as he gesticulated amid the thick air of the speak easy. An experienced crime reporter, Marie knew better than to let the coppers catch her on the wrong side of the line, but curiosity had gotten the better of her.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist18 days ago in Fiction
The Cairn Beside the Lake. Top Story - February 2026.
And so it came to pass that King Ertharion, Tenth King of Lombaia, stood beside the still lake below unrelenting and unassailable cliffs with the remainder of his harried host. In what was the tenth year of his reign and his forty-fourth upon this great green earth, Menigo the Betrayer, cousin of King Ertharion, pressed home his false claim.
By Matthew J. Fromm20 days ago in Fiction
Sadie Sunshine
Sadie Sunshine always had a smile on her face and she lived in the magic village of Emerald Springs. The houses changed their colors based on the holiday. On Valentine’s Day houses would change to blue, white, or red. On Easter the houses are robins’ egg blue or bright yellow. They would be red, white, and blue on the fourth of July. They turn orange and black for Halloween. On Christmas the houses would turn not only red or green, some of them become blue or white to look like frozen ice crystals. The sheen of a crystal blue or white house in the winter time looked so pretty that remembering them filled Sadie’s heart with joy.
By DJ Robbins23 days ago in Fiction
The Knot
Myth They tell it as a lesson: Icarus soared on wings of wax and feathers, drunk on the sun, and fell because he would not listen. The story is short and sharp, a moral carved into children’s mouths. It leaves no room for the small, ordinary things that make up a life.
By Kristen Barenthaler24 days ago in Fiction
The Vein Tale Rest Stop
Nestled between fairy tales and bedtime dreams, a scholarly kingdom resided whose rulers ponder moral decisions, researching warning writings published through various creative platforms. Guarding the blurry interpretive border, performing duet duties, friendly colleagues Melody and Piper, maidens completing their claiming knowing everything assignments, kept the electricity flowing, sparking pinwheel arms energy, by blowing clean air into the civilized invention, designed to provide the community with life.
By Marc OBrien25 days ago in Fiction
