Fantasy
MY GARDEN OWL
Once an old owl came to live in the mango tree of my garden. The mango tree was very big and many birds like crows, sparrows, mainas, etc lived in that. The owl also took shelter in a hole on a branch of the mango tree. It was grey coloured, and so it looked very beautiful. It would sleep during the day and keep awakened throughout the night. Its hooting " hoo-hoo-hoo-oo-ooo" looked very pleasant to ears. Although other birds felt disturbed due to its hooting, but enjoyed it. Now, the owl was just like a guard to our garden house.
By Nira Kumari5 years ago in Fiction
WISE OLD OWL
He sat as still as the darkness that surrounded him. His eyes were wide and focused waiting like he did every night. Centuries had passed but this ritual never changed. If only someone would get cold enough, scared enough or lost enough to seek shelter in this barn and free him from this curse of being the all seeing barn owl with nothing to see. He would give them all his wisdom just to become a normal bird with a normal lifespan and not immortal fixture in this cold abandoned barn. What good is knowing everything when you are alone and have no use for knowledge? Winter will set in soon bringing with it the blinding snow that sometimes leads cold strangers to unexpected places such as this. Winter came and left leaving behind only disappointment just as it did every year. It was the warm days of Spring that led young Marleah to grace his presence giving him hope of soon being free of this lonely existence. She was small with almond brown eyes and sandy hair. He could tell at first glance that life had not been good to her and wondered if that was her reason for wandering so far. She didn’t seem to be afraid but she really had nothing to be afraid of , instead , she had just stumbled upon what most people spend their whole lives searching for and never find. Her luck had changed because she was just about to become the wisest human this world has seen in 800 years. He hoped she used this gift for good unlike he did. With his wisdom came power and with that power came riches beyond belief. Those riches became his downfall and at one point made him selfish and cold-hearted. These turn of events left the Great Master no choice but to exile the wise old bird leaving him alone with nothing but his wisdom and knowledge. His bondage would remain until someone worthy enough held one of his feathers in their hand. “She has to pick up my feather”, he thought to himself. “She has to be wise and aware enough on her own to see the beauty hidden in this ratchet place.” He knew if she didn’t pick up that feather then he would be doomed for centuries. His fate was in the tiny hands of Marleah. He watched her as she walked cautiously through the remains of what used to be a warm and thriving shelter for livestock. Many lifetimes of hard times and cold winters slowly took it’s toll leaving behind the shambles Marleah carefully walked through now. It wasn’t even a place for animals to dwell much less a small girl. Needing a place to rest her weary frame she knelt to lay when a small lone feather caught her eye. He saw her gaze upon it with half lidded eyes and hoped exhaustion didn’t get the best of her before she could pick it up. Then it happened …What he had been anticipating for the last 800 years was finally taking place right before his ancient eyes. She had picked up the feather releasing him from his bondage but also of lifetimes of wisdom and knowledge he would never again have the chance to utilize or share. In one small instant both of their lives had changed. He could finally prepare to grow old and leave this world he’s known for over 800 years behind. He flew away leaving behind all his great wisdom and knowledge to the young girl who would one day grow to be the wisest woman in the world. Written by Erin Terrell
By Erin E Terrell5 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Bird
When Abraham was younger, his father always used to tell him a bed time story about a magical bird that lived in a forest, far from their village called “The Scarlet Macaw”. Hundreds of years ago, this bird was known for healing those who have been extremely ill, & even bringing some back to life! The story intrigue Abraham and he refused to sleep until hearing the story every night. As the years went by, Abraham grew older and eventually outgrew bedtime stories. When Abraham reached the age of 16, his father grew extremely ill. He was taking to the best of the villages doctors, but they all said the same thing, there was nothing they could do to help him. Abraham and his family were left hopeless and were ready to give up. One night Abraham had a strange dream of a magical bird, calling him to come to the forest. When he woke up he immediately told his family the news and his mom refused to let him go. “The forest is extremely dangerous she said” and no one has even heard of the magical bird for hundreds of years”. Abraham did not care. All he had in his mind was finding that bird and hoping it’s healing powers would heal his fathers sickness. That same night Abraham snuck out of his village and journeyed to the forest. He traveled for 2 days nonstop before reaching the forest. As soon as he walked in he felt the danger that awaited him. Seems as if his father failed to mention that the forest was full of black glowing birds with huge wings. At first he thought they were dragons. Though Abraham was scared he knew there was no going back. He couldn’t imagine life without his father. The forest was huge. After traveling for hours Abraham found a huge tree with a big enough hole in the bottom for him to rest for a bit.
By Affiliated Minds5 years ago in Fiction
17 at Midnight
It’s 5:30 am and Anise’s body is wrapped in silk sheets, snuggled beneath a dark floral duvet. She hears the rain pattering against the large top floor windows of her family's five story brownstone. Slowly, Anise opens her eyes as a drop of water falls on her bottom lip, startling her wide awake. She looks up worried there is a leak in the roof. She quickly notices that all of the ivy covering the walls appear dewy, as if rain had fallen inside her bedroom. Anise slowly rises and climbs out of bed. She stands up facing the open window located above her favorite spot in the house. A dark quaint reading nook upholstered in velvet. Everything around her fades, almost disappearing and she hears a man humming a familiar song just outside her window. She slowly walks towards the sound, an investigation to see who could hum so softly yet thunderously at the same time. Before she can reach the open window the wind blows so hard that rain water pinches her skin. As the wind grows, so does the humming. Anise quickly reaches the reading nook and kneels on the soft velvet to close the window.
By B. Celestine 5 years ago in Fiction
Guidance of Night's Wing
Ancient names and ancient tales resound in legends and stories. Stories are lost and recovered, gained and ruined. This is one such story, a legend lost for so long, now a tale returned for us in the modern day. One legend in what seems to be a series, a cycle of many tales. Many of these tales seem to center on a figure referred to as “Larylur”, which is most often translated rather directly as “Hero”, used as a name. It would appear in carvings and early papyrus writings as “Larylur ot larylur, huinui et Nonyateus'': Hero the hero, son of Nonyaeteus (the name of the Lord-King of the Gods attested in many of these carvings).
By Maguire Stackhouse5 years ago in Fiction
The Tragedy of the Barn Owl Maiden and the Bride.
In the countryside of Italy, where our story takes place, a barn owl maiden and the bride who are star-crossed lovers ended their lives with love, sacrifice, and vengeance. Their unfortunate deaths are a reminder that human’s nature can be a blessing and a curse. Thus, this is how their tragedy tale unfolds.
By Julie Xiong5 years ago in Fiction
The girl and The Guardian owl
Chapter 1 Aiyana’s P.O.V I was walking home to my daughter when a barn owl came flying at me. “OMG, I am so sorry”. The owl said to me. Wait …said to me? “AHHHHHHHH”!! I screamed. The owl screamed back. ‘Wait I’m just going crazy’. I thought to myself. “If you’re thinking you’ve gone crazy then you’re wrong. No, you haven’t gone crazy, I do talk, and you can hear me, which is weird”. The barn owl said. “You can talk, and you think me being able to hear you are weird”? I asked. “Yes, because most humans can’t hear us which is hard when we are trying to warn you guys are in danger”. The owl said. “First off I’m not human and second off you’ve been rambling on and haven’t told me who you are”. I said to them. “Oh, right I’m Zoie, What’s your name”? She asked me. ‘I can’t believe I’m talking with a barn owl named Zoie’. I thought. “My name is Aiyana”. I told her. “Nice to meet you Aiyana. I’m your Guardian owl. I’ve been watching over you since you were a baby”. Zoie said. “Wait what is a Guardian owl”? I asked her. “It’s like a Guardian angel but instead of angels, we’re owls. We are assigned to people who already aren’t human or are about to become not human”. She told me. “Oh. Wait why did you seem surprised that I could hear you if you already know I wasn’t human”? I asked Zoie. “Because your parents had said that you probably not be able to become your true self. They were worried because since your mom was in the transformation from being mortal to a wolf/demon/angel/vampire when she was giving birth to you so they thought that you would stay mortal”. She told me. “Well, I’m not. When I was ten, I started my change after I found out my mom had died because of my grandma. I got my wolf and angel side first. Then when I was 17, I got my vampire and demon side. Last year though I got a fox hybrid. I can’t believe you knew my parents Zoie”. I told her. “I was devastated when I found out about your mother Aiyana, I am so sorry”. She told me. “What I can’t believe even more is you waited until now to show yourself”. I told her. “We aren’t allowed to show ourselves unless we need to, which brings me to my next topic, why I’m here. Your dad is in grave danger Aiyana. He went in on a mission by himself and got himself caught by your ex”. She told me. “And you need me because why”? I asked. “Because your ex has some requests which one is she wants to talk to you. I know you aren’t happy with your dad because he wasn’t here when your mom died but I know you can’t afford to lose your dad too”. She told me. I broke down into tears. “Look even if I wanted to help him which I do, I have no one to watch Kenzie”. I said. I wiped my face. “I have everything all covered. We can change into human form, and I asked one of my trusted friends to watch her. Speaking of which she should be there by now”. She said. I rushed home. I opened the door and saw my very first best friend. “Lilac what are you doing here”? I asked hugging her. “I’m here to babysit Kenzie while you are gone to save your dad”. She told me. “Thank you for doing this. Wait how do you know Zoie”? I asked her. She turned into an owl. “oh”. I said. She turned back into a human. “I’m your daughter’s Guardian owl anyways so I was happy to help you out”. She said. “Well thanks I’m sure Kenzie will be happy to see you again”. I told her. I went to my bedroom and packed my duffle bag for the mission, which my dad was stupid enough to get caught by my dragon ex-girlfriend Lavander. After I packed my bag, I went to Kenzie’s room. She had headphones on and was listening to my I-pod. I tapped her on her shoulder. She jumped. “Mom what are you doing here you should be on your mission”. She told me. “You weren’t listening to music were you”? I asked her. “No, I wasn’t I was eavesdropping, and you have to save Grandpa’s mom I would like to meet him someday and tell mother I say hi and that I hope I can see her soon”. She told me. “I will I promise. Be good my little monkey”. I told her. “I will I promise”. She told me. I kissed her on the head and then left.
By Scarlett Wyncoop5 years ago in Fiction
