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Continue reading →: Day Dreams“I wonder what the future holds for me,” the Trelf asked. Cerius loved to dangle her feet in the wishing pool and think about the future. “I want to travel the world on an adventure,” said Cerius. “I’ll climb the tallest mountain and see all the way around the world.”…
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Continue reading →: Giving Thanks“I wish you were here, Daisy. I miss you so much,” Tula said. The Waldvolker came to the shine of lost souls to offer up thanks to her former companion. The traditional offering was flowers and bread. “I sometimes wonder why you ran out on me that stormy night. Was…
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Continue reading →: Just A PinchOnce there lived a poor farmer. He did what he could to feed his family, but things didn’t work out. The farmer could only grow pumpkins because of the poor soil. Their pumpkins never grew as large as those of the other farmers. One day, the farmer had had enough,…
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Continue reading →: Fun and Games“Whom should we torment tonight, Aloysius?” asked the Troth. “We are overdue at the dwarves’ encampment,” replied the serpent. Five years ago, the Troth fought a battle against the forest folk. After their defeat, they were cast into the formless void to suffer for all time. “I miss my sisters…
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Continue reading →: MesmerizedTeerok sat and gazed upon his golden sphere, “You shine like the sun, moon, and stars,” said the little Dorn. Day in and day out, he would not eat or drink, only gaze upon his golden sphere. “Teerok, you will die if you don’t stop your gazing,” warned the birds.…
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Continue reading →: Solitude“Just think, Sisyphus, two thousand years ago this rock was a Roman lighthouse,” said Alion. The snail had no idea who the Romans were or what a lighthouse was.. “I sometimes imagine Roman Galleys passing this very spot on their way to conquer some far-off land,” remarked the girl. Alion’s…
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Continue reading →: Why Me?Enid Blyton was a suspicious person. Folks claimed he was the most cautious person they had ever met. “Now, if I take the forest path, I can get home fast, but what if there is a robber there?” said Enid. Enid would walk a mile around a ladder to avoid…
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Continue reading →: A Seeker of Truth“You come before me as a seeker of truth,” said the Siren. “Aye, I have, and I’m prepared to pay the price for such knowledge,” replied the man. Far from the highways is a place few would seek if they had a choice. It is an ancient place with an…
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Continue reading →: The Fault Is Mine“The fault is mine, I don’t deny,” said the wizard sitting at his scroll bench. “A thousand years before the wheel said my Master when I appeared here so long ago,” muttered Saluatha. The wizard had been arrogant in his youth. He made a deal with Lucifer Morningstar. The agreement…
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Continue reading →: The Howling“The morning is always the same. I’m covered in dried blood, and an exploding headache,” Rob told his friend. “Aren’t you tired of it? It’s been three years since your attack. After all this time, you still have found no way to reverse the curse,” said Dave. Rob and Dave…
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Continue reading →: Apothecary“Eels again? You’re not sticking that beastie on my bum, are you?” cried the miner. “This is no eel Angus. This beastie is a northern horned serpent, and they are very hard to come by,” replied Edweena. The Apothecarist terrified everyone who walked through her doors. Whether it was Sicilian…
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Continue reading →: Silent VigilWhen the corn stands dry and brittle, and a harvest moon hangs low in the sky. The Tatterman walks in search of lost souls. A hundred years ago, he stood as a tatterman guarding the farmers’ fields. One fateful night, a young girl took a shortcut through the corn field…
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Continue reading →: Alesi“Tamac, hurry up, I don’t want to miss seeing the rainbow falls,” said Alesi. “Must we always be rushing everywhere, Mistress?” replied the tiny dragon. Alesi had spent her entire life in the beloved forest of Ãlskad. She couldn’t imagine that the whole world was not an enormous forest. “Do…
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Continue reading →: Tavern Talk“If you weren’t my brother, I would box you about the ears,” said Agatha. “I tell you that thing is as real as you, and it tried to kill me,” replied her brother. Timothy had been on his way home from the field the previous night when a large beast…
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Continue reading →: A Heavy Burden“Apophis, I want to give it all up and move to another realm,” Death told his raven. “Boss, you always say the same thing as Samhan nears,” replied Apophis. The Grim Reaper was feeling rough around the edges lately. A recent surge in hurricanes and typhoons did not help matters.…
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Continue reading →: Afterthoughts“I’m not sure I did the right thing going onto their sacred lands,” said Marcella. “I wish I could comfort you by saying everything will be alright, but as you are already aware. Thneeds are very secretive,” replied Shallow. The starlet had wanted to make an herbal healing tonic for…
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Continue reading →: Wind Dancing“We will not make it another year without a good harvest,” said Olga’s father. “Papa, you worry too much. Everything will be fine. The ancestors will see us through,” said his daughter. Two years ago, Olga’s mother died from the black sickness. After her death, the crops failed, leaving the…
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Continue reading →: A Dark Monk“Fear controls them, makes them weak like lambs,” mumbled the monk. Grigori Gagarin entered the priesthood at a very young age. The boy saw the power the order had over its people. “I will bend their will to me and make them do my bidding,” said the young monk. His…
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Continue reading →: Listening“The wind has calmed, so peaceful yet if I listen, I can hear a thousand voices,” said Anya. Every morning, the matron sat outside and read her books while she sipped tea. “What must the birds think of me sitting here munching on cake? Hoping I’ll drop a few crumbs…
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Continue reading →: Naughty Children“Oh, I understand your point of view, really, I do. I’m afraid that pulling Sally’s pigtails does not qualify as a preemptive attack for when she kicks you,” said the Coal Bringer. Each year, the Coal Bringer visits naughty children during the Halloween season. The visit is an attempt to…
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Christopher Johnson
Christopher is a retired professor of science and medical education and a children’s author living in Taiwan. He has over 30 years of experience working in higher education internationally. Originally from Huron, Ohio, in the United States, he spent his childhood playing in Lake Erie and Sawmill Creek.
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