There was one thing Knight Tony was sure of and it was that foxes don’t talk.
“Are you listening?” The vixen asked him.
Tony shook his head, then ran his hand through his blond hair. “You can’t talk. I’m … I’m … you can’t talk.”
The vixen tilted her head to one side. Her tail swished behind her. “Why not? I’m already talking.”
“You just … it’s … I …”
The vixen sighed. “Look, human, do you want a cookie from the Grand Penguin or not?”
Tony stared at her like she was out of her mind. He’d come to these
In the days before, when the world was still young, they say the plants let all their seeds float through the air. No fruit or shells covered them for in those days, no plant knew to cover their seeds. In turn, all the animals and people ate the seeds and only a few lucky plants ever survived to create seeds of their own.
One day, as a man laid down to take an afternoon rest, one seed floated down and landed in the man’s ear. Thinking it had landed in the perfect patch of dirt, the seed burrowed down deep inside the man’s head and spread out its roots.
The man, who had no knowledge of what had happened, awoke with a terrible hea
Leo looked at the dragon in the cage in the barn. The dragon looked at him with her wide blue eyes. She was only the size of a puppy now, but when full grown, she would be the size of a house. Small for a dragon but gold dragons were small.
For goofing off in his class for spare princes, he’d been assigned to babysit the baby dragon the knights had stolen for the school. She’d been getting smarter and working to get out of her cage so someone had to watch her at all times. Leo couldn’t blame her for wanting to get out. She was to be used for practice fighting full grown dragons. As a baby, she wasn’t all that dangerou
The trouble with being a god is that you know well in advance if someone is going to succeed or fail when you set them to a task. Sure, watching can be a little fun, and I do emphasize the word little, but that’s about it. You already know everything they will do so there is no surprise or mystery in it. Which means when you know your guy will win, you’re just rigging the race.
And when you know they will fail, you’re just setting them up.
In this kid’s case, it was the latter. Now don’t get me wrong, I took no joy in setting her up for this, but she was the only one with the will to see it through. So, yes, I
Ziggy Stardust was looking for a new toy. It had been five years since his last one expired. A human this time. They tended to last longer than the other species in this galaxy. This wasn’t his galaxy, mind you. There was something a little too incestuous about playing with the species from the galaxy you created.
Earth was a good place to find a new bedroom toy. It took a disguise of course. He didn’t want to frighten the humans, of course, so he put on a human disguise. Anyone that glanced in his direction would think he was just an ordinary human strumming a guitar in a Detroit park. Only a particularly observant person would
The high priest’s breath came out as steam as he dripped wine over the alter in the shape of a cross. The deep red wine pooled in the small grooves where the blood would flow. the incline on the alter wasn’t enough to make such a small amount of liquid run down, but when he pierced his first victum’s heart, the blood would. It would mix with the wine and run down like water and pool at the god Yahlan’s feet.
It had been three generations since Yahlan stopped here. Why he stopped was a mystery and repeated attempts at answers had yielded nothing. The god was silent, unmoving. In time, a church was built around him. Pra
Watching people die from the skids was not pretty and Dr. Dennis Green had taken to just giving his patients lethal doses of whatever he had to spare them. All of that was out now, and he’d had to resort to slitting arteries. There wouldn’t be any other shipments of medicine either. There weren’t enough well people to make any sort of medicine left.
There weren’t enough medical people either, but Dennis still came to work every morning like he always did. What else was he going to do? The rest of the world had fallen apart when the disease broke out, but he and the five other surviving staff kept the hospital going wi
Alex the Bear loved three things in life. First and foremost was fighting. He had brawny muscles, a grizzled beard, and hair all over. It was how he got the nickname “the bear” in the first place. Promptly after being given the name, he sought out a way to live up to it and learned to fight like a bear.
Second, Alex loved women. He was a passionate lover of women. Big women. Small women. Even red headed women, and he could testify that they did indeed have souls. Or at least a lot of passion.
It was a woman that he had gone to meet on that soon to be battlefield late after dark. The called her Natia the Brute, and it was a name
It glittered like gold.
Well, okay, it was gold, so yes it glittered like what it was.
What? I’m not good at being poetic and stuff, okay?
Look, just trust me, it glittered really bright even for gold. And honestly, when you consider it was night and the small gold hand mirror was still sparkling, it was impressive. That gold mirror was what I’d been sent to steal.
Now I know what you’re thinking; why would someone send a eleven year old to steal a priceless gold mirror from some snooty elf lady? To that I answer why not? I’m capable. Plus, I’m eleven, so they’re more likely to go easy on me. They’
I eyed the cake batter. It had gone from a nice creamy white to a dull blue. Almost a gray blue. It was that color you get under your eyes when you’re both sick and really tired. Something had gone wrong.
It was the middle of the night and I’d snuck into my potion brewing classroom intent on expirementing. I had someone to … let’s call it remind … remind that I was not to be trifled with. So, here I was in the middle of the night trying to make cupcakes that would cause some nasty side effects.
In some ways, working this late was kind of nice. No one was there to bother me. In others it wasn’t. I had no l
The plan had been to get in and out without anyone knowing we’d been in that jewelry store. He said he took care of the alarm. He lied. Then he lied to the cops and said it was all my idea so he could get less time. I sat for a whole year in that cell waiting for this chance at vengeance.
I didn’t plan this, of course. I want to be clear, there was no planning in this case. How could someone plan on having their appendix explode anyway?
Anyway, I’d been in prison for a whole year, stewing and thinking about about what I was going to do to him when I got out. Then one day my side started hurting. That night it was so bad I
I’ve heard it told that there once was a Benevolent Light that shone on us all. He was brighter than the sun, the moon, and the stars together. No fire could be brighter. They say He is the beginning. He is before the before. He is without time as time was not created until he willed it so.
Yet, he was lonely in his light. In His loneliness, he did conceive of the idea of children, of others who would bring Him joy. So, He roused His brilliant light, shred off a sliver and gave it form. This He called the Sun and smiled at his creation.
At first he was happy, but as Sun grew stronger and older, our Benevolent Light did see that Sun wa
Musty, grassy and sweet was the pond they had hatched into. Countless generations of frogs had called this perfect pond home. The water was clean and pure. The flies were crunchy and smelled of the most savory treat. Grass provided places to hide and were the perfect place to spread their eggs. Indeed, they all thought that their tadpoles would grow up here in the safety of the pond.
The air was sour as they watched their pond get drained away. For countless generations, the pond had been their home. Now they watched it stolen away. Foul fog billowed from the monsters, polluting the air. What little water was left developed a film that smell
She stared at him like he was some sort of mythical creature, which to be fair, he was.
Lina gulped and tried hard to control her bladder. The last thing the high schooler wanted was to wet herself in front of a unicorn. She knew the stories about unicorns appearing before pure maidens, but she was certain that no one would describe her as pure. That meant that the unicorn had come to kill her.
Which, if you asked her, didn’t make sense. She’d cut through the park a million times on her way to and from school. She never littered or strayed off the paths, not that doing either of those things had ever occurred to her before. She
Perhaps this wasn’t a first for the people of this world, but for Avery, it was the first time he’d ever sat down and had tea with a dragon. Sure, he was a dragon himself, but that hadn’t always been the case. Just a couple weeks ago, Avery was a human teenager. Not a normal one, but that was a long story on its own. Suffice to say, he wasn’t used to any of this.
It didn’t help that he had no idea how he ended up in this strange world of dragons. He hadn’t seen a sign of humans, but dragons were everywhere. They were intelligent, thankfully, but it didn’t make this world any less confusing. For one,
Princess Lamay looked out the window of her tower high up in the mountains. She kept the window closed because even though it was spring, it was still freezing outside. All around was a mix of snow, snow covered trees, and snow covered boulders. They day had only just begun but she knew there was no point in getting dressed. Nor was there a point in brushing her hair or washing her face or even in cleaning her teeth. If she wasn’t hungry and needed to stoke the fire, she wouldn’t have even gotten out of bed at all.
No one was coming to rescue her. She had come to that conclusion last year when not a single knight or prince showed
Lyellis flexed his feathered wings, sniffing the cool autumn air. The precious cargo felt heavier on his back this morning. The little girl was still asleep, though he wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.
The griffin stared out from the high outcrop of rocks trying to find any sign of where he was supposed to go. He had no idea what was going on or why he had been chosen for this. He didn’t even know who the child was. All he was sure of was that the last two weeks of his life had been insane.
Until two weeks ago, he had lived with his human caretaker whom he always called Father. Father warned him not to go out where other peop
In August of 2023, a group of paleoarcheologists dug up the body of a neanderthal child that showed clear signs of being sacrificed. This was unusual for two reasons. First there was no evidence that neanderthals had even practiced sacrifices before or since. Second, the child had been stabbed in the chest with a plastic knife forty thousand years before plastic was invented.
This puzzle was why I first approached the Historical Observation Society. While I personally couldn’t go back into the past for fear of contaminating the ecosystem, they could send a biodegradable probe that was about the size of a robin. It would have two hours
Her mother handed her the journal, then crossed har arms and glared at Yanna. “I always knew you’d get yourself thrown out. Never surprised me for a second. Just didn’t expect you’d be fourteen when it happened.”
They stood outside the mage tower, which wasn’t really a tower at all. It was more of a sprawling interconnected city built into the side of a cliff, but everyone called mage settlements towers so that was what she called them too.
Yanna looked down at the journal. It was made from some sort of old leather that was cracking. A collection of blue scales laid over the top of the leather, going from
“Voyager! Voyager! Do you read me?” Nathan shouted into his communicator. All her heard back was static. There was no help. They were on their own.
He looked down at Sara, his partner on this mission. He’d gotten her into a space suit but he could see blood starting to float up inside her helmet. Her eyes were half open but she wasn’t really looking at him.
Everything had gone wrong. So wrong. It should have been a simple landing on the meteorite. They’d done it a dozen times now with probes. All of them landed without a problem. It was only when they tried to send down a manned module that everything went out
My new husband slid up next to me and whispered, “Careful, your smile is slipping.”
I forced it back up as big as I could. Not too big though. If it looked fake, people would know. It had to look natural, like I truly was happy. If I didn’t, they would kill us all. The only way out of brutal war was this arranged marriage, but if I seemed unhappy, my new in-laws would say I was ungrateful and kill everyone in the room. They only agreed to peace when I was offered up for their son as his newest wife.
Next to me, still wearing armor, though polished this time, my new husband smirked. He didn’t really want peace. He did
Macha was many things, but not a patient goddess. It was bad enough that most people had forgotten her name and didn’t worship her anymore. Now there was this outrage. Her own children had forgotten her on mother’s day.
True, mother’s day was just a made up modern holiday that had no connection to her what so ever, but that didn’t excuse the injustice. She called both of them and made sure they agreed to have coffee with her today. It had been a while since she saw them. For goodness sake, she was only asking for coffee. It wasn’t like she was expecting them to sit through another rousing tale of how they were b
The forest was dark but Prince Leory came prepared. He held up his staff of light and surveyed the area. As long as anyone could remember, there had been a dragon calling this place home. Every three years, the dragon would wake from its slumber and demand a sacrifice. Every three years, someone in the kingdom would give up their daughter.
This year, Leory vowed to kill it. He wasn’t the first to try. Leory knew that. Many had died on this exact same quest. Worse still, every time someone had attempted and failed before, the dragon then demanded another sacrifice. Two girls were surrendered instead of one. Leory knew it was selfish of