Fable

Cui Bono
“This heist won’t work.” By Fredrick’s estimation, the look of bewilderment painting the face of the priest across the dingy tavern table didn’t make his statement any less untrue. To avoid his partner Grander’s inevitable stomp, Fredrick kicked his boots onto the table.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 months ago in Fiction
What Lies on the Mountain Path
The children knew they mustn't go too far up the mountain. They knew their parents would be cross at their muddied boots and red noses. They knew the mountain hike was long and they'd be late for supper. And they knew most of all, the rumors of Old Binder.
By Kera Hollow2 months ago in Fiction
Layer of Permission
The first thing Mara noticed was that no one ever said no anymore. They said not available, pending review, outside your tier, not at this time; you know when the words were polite. Bloodless. They floated past her like customer service ghosts.
By Cadma2 months ago in Fiction
The Fight
As Beth walks towards her doom, she can’t help but realize that if she hadn’t adopted Greg the world wouldn’t be ending, for that was when all of this nonsense had started. She wasn’t sure if she should be blaming herself or Greg, it’s not like it was his fault, he knew nothing about it. Plus, at that age he was too young to understand, if Beth managed to save the world, this young 3-year-old wouldn’t even remember any of the events he had to endure. He may have a few vague memories as he grew up, with holes filled in by stories and tales. But, he would never remember his first adoptive mother.
By 143Rosey2 months ago in Fiction
Fumblin' About in the Dark. Content Warning.
“’Ere, Jimmy; switch the fucking light on, won’t cha?” “Ay, it’s dark in ‘ere and all, eh Harry?” “Shut your fuckin’ trap, Sammy; if I wanted the opinion of an arsehole I would’ve stuck me ‘ead between my legs.”
By Bryan Pike2 months ago in Fiction
You Promised This Would Be the Last Question
“You promised this would be the last question.” “I did.” “Then ask it.” “I already have.” “That wasn’t a question.” “It wasn’t?”
By Sound and Spirit2 months ago in Fiction
Don’t Read It Out Loud
“Is this yours?” “No.” “It was on the printer.” “I didn’t print anything.” “It doesn’t have a header.” “Let me see.” “Don’t touch it yet.”
By Sound and Spirit2 months ago in Fiction
This Isn’t the First Time You’ve Asked Me That
“Why are you looking at me like that?” “Like what?” “Like you’re waiting for me to say the wrong thing.” “I’m not.” “You are.”
By Sound and Spirit2 months ago in Fiction
You Said You’d Call If You Survived
“Hey. It’s me.” “I don’t know if this is even going to go through.” “The signal keeps dropping.” “I’m supposed to keep this short.”
By Sound and Spirit2 months ago in Fiction
Before You Leave
“Do you have everything?” “I think so.” “You think or you know?” “I know. Mostly.” “Mostly doesn’t help much when you’re already halfway out the door.”
By Sound and Spirit2 months ago in Fiction
Burnt, Buried, and Banished. Content Warning.
Carice had no children as most people would define the word, but she considered herself a mother all the same. After all, it wasn’t her fault that Nathaniel hadn’t figured out he didn’t want to be a father after all until after they were married and he’d moved them both away to the top of this mountain.
By Shannon Hilson2 months ago in Fiction
One by One
“Have you seen Dog, have you heard?” “Of Pig’s litter?” “No, no, that the farmer is sending the chickens to slaughter.”
By Laura Lann2 months ago in Fiction