Humor
The Traveling Party
They were a mixed batch if nothing else; a traveling party of four: An anthropomorphic warforged, an undead, an old drunk wearing furs who clearly had PTSD; and the strangest of all - a normal, healthy, little girl who claimed to have fallen out of the sky.
By Tinka Boudit She/Her3 years ago in Fiction
Spinderella
Once upon a time, as I am sure most of you have heard, there was a girl. Her name was Cinderella, and she was a beautiful young maid to her stepmothers and stepsisters. She awaited the day that her Prince Charming would swipe her off her feet, and if you know the story you wouldn't be surprised to hear that one day he did. Indeed!
By Ruby Estelle 3 years ago in Fiction
PUSS (not a chance) IN (hell would she ever wear) BOOTS
“Abigail, get in here and put your boots on,” Cathy yelled from the balcony door. Clearly frustrated, her disappointment evident by the scowl on her face, she was quickly running out of patience with her feline cohort.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Fiction
The Weaver's Threads of Unity
In the heart of a bustling kingdom named Kaleidosia, a unique village stood nestled among rolling hills. This village, called Harmony Haven, was unlike any other. Its inhabitants were an array of cultures, each living in separate districts. Despite their proximity, these districts remained disconnected, their diverse traditions existing in isolation.
By Ude Esther Anurika3 years ago in Fiction
Pineapple and Apple Pen
In a whimsical world where everyday objects come to life, there existed Pineapple Pen and Apple Pen, each with their own unique charm. Pineapple Pen, with its spikey crown and vibrant yellow hue, exuded a tropical energy that brought a sense of sunshine wherever it went. Apple Pen, on the other hand, boasted a crisp, classic appearance and a sweet aroma that was hard to resist.
By Jenny Huynh3 years ago in Fiction
A Pancake of Thrones
How Not to Rescue a Princess It had been over two weeks, but the kingdom was still in chaos. Princess Ashley of Javin, famed for her beauty, had vanished without a trace. Rumors spread like wildfire, reaching the farthest corners of Fabletale. Kingdoms all around were on edge, the nerves of rulers frayed with worry that if it happened to her, it could happen to any of them. Among the countless anxious hearts, the princes and knights were perhaps the most restless, for the hand of the missing princess was a prize coveted by many. To find her and become her savior, her prince charming, was a dream too tempting to ignore. No one even knew where to start looking. Regardless, they all set out on their quests, seeking the missing princess in hopes of claiming her for themselves.
By William Saint Val3 years ago in Fiction






