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Continue reading →: The Queen’s ThroneAlone in the forest sits a Queen on her throne. No one dares approach her for certain death awaits when she speaks. Those who seek her counsel scrawl notes on parchment and leave them near her throne. The Queen’s replies are written on the back and retrieved when she is…
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Continue reading →: QuiddlingQuiddling: Busying oneself with trivial tasks as a way of avoiding the important ones. “There you are, all spit and polish,” Anya said with a gleam in her eye. “Now on to clean the pantry,” said the woman. Anya had been married for 90 years when her husband died in…
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Continue reading →: Moon ManFairy tales and folk tales are fun stories we tell our children when we put them to sleep. But what if they weren’t all made up? Once, a very long time ago, a little boy was orphaned during the Crimean War. Hungry and cold, he stole what he could to…
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Continue reading →: Resting Place“What utter nonsense, Archimedes,” the explorer cried. “That’s what I heard when I was in the tomb,” replied the skull. Professor Windsworth had spent sixty years digging up rare artifacts when he wasn’t crawling into nasty-smelling holes. “That simply is impossible for the Eye of Anubis to be hidden behind…
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Continue reading →: Mogshade“I am pleased when you come to see Mogshade,” said the Dorik. “I’m glad my presence pleases you,” said Trillium. Mogshade was the last of his kind to live in the ancient forest’s deep-water springs. A thousand years ago, a warlord had placed a price of two kruteps of gold…
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Continue reading →: FoofarawFoofaraw (n) – A great fuss or disturbance about something very insignificant. “Dang nabit, where are my socks, woman?” cried Angus. “Where you took them off, you lame brain,” retorted his wife. Angus and Lea had been married for over eighty years. In all that time, neither had spoken a…
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Continue reading →: Harey Business“Now see here, Glandor! I will not be threatened by an overgrown lizard even if you do have six-inch claws,” said Winslow the wizard. “Lizard! I should eat you for that insult, but I need your help,” said the dragon. “Well, all you had to do was ask. Next time,…
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Continue reading →: Farewell“Time is getting late, lads. I thought I ought to stop by and see you one last time. This is in case I don’t make it to the pearly gates,” said Henrick. The miner was the last of the gang of three. They were the best at what they did,…
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Continue reading →: Bring Me Pretties“You have come again. Did you bring Obeah pretties?” said the demon. “I have. This one is round and plump, just the way you like them. She was caught stealing candy, so she must pay the price,” I told the devil man. “Candy stealer, you say? She will do for…
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Continue reading →: The Witching Hour“Are you going trick-or-treating tonight?” Anushka asked the shurbed. “Na, I’m staying home and roasting acorns,” came the reply. The two friends had known each other since they were children. They could hardly wait for the witching hour and candy apples. This year felt different. “Anushka, do you feel things…
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Continue reading →: A Quick BiteWelcome, Friend, please to be meeting you. I am Vad, and this place is my home —but, of course, you knew that. Please make yourself comfortable so we can talk. No? You wish to be going? I’m afraid I have other plans for you this evening. But first, a quick…
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Continue reading →: Oldie But A GoodieHello kiddies, Grimm here with a Halloween treat just for you. It’s an oldie but a goodie. Trick-or-treat smell my feet.Give me something good to eat. Well, it may be a little stale now, but in your parents’ days, it rocked their socks off. Until Samhain, I’m wishing you black…
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Continue reading →: A Lonely Giant“I’m sorry to disturb you, sir, but may I have a moment of your time?” said the elder Troll. The Giant raised his head from his nap and stared with astonishment at the Troll. “Why certainly, my little friend, how may I help you this fine afternoon?” replied the Giant.…
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Continue reading →: Night Mare“Ain’t afraid of no spooky horse,” said Maud. “Well, you always had no sense about you, woman. That critter is out there. You stomping across the moors tonight will bring its wrath upon you,” said Tom the barkeep. Maud was one of those folk who would fight you over one…
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Continue reading →: Scared Straight“Thomas Darby, I have come for you this night,” said the phantom. Thomas fell to his knees and began to pray to the holy saints. “I didn’t mean to take farmer Fitzgibbons’s milk. I was hungry and thought he wouldn’t mind,” said Thomas. “Thomas Darby, you have spent your time…
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Continue reading →: A Hedgewitch’s Tale“Welcome, please gather around. I wish to share a remarkable story from the Tea Time Tales library,” said the Hedgewitch. Each year, the villagers of Folksburywoods gather at the library in the forest to hear a magical tale. This year, Miss Franny the Hedgewitch and her familiar, Izba the magical…
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Continue reading →: A Dark Greeting“Welcome, I see you have gotten lost on the highway. Please come in and have a rest before you continue,” said the dark stranger. I decided to walk the outer road to the summit. The locals advised against it. They assured me it was not safe but gave no other…
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Continue reading →: Just A Nip“Keep the crack going,” said Mayuk. “I’ll do my best, but I’ll need a sample of the cider to wet my whistle,” replied his friend. After Mayuk retired from the circus, he returned to his childhood home to live with his cousin Malak. The two had been close in their…
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Continue reading →: Saying Goodbye“It’s been a while since I came to see them. The angels used to fill the sky as they headed to their winter home,” said the woman. “The last time there were twelve, now only one, and soon there will be none,” muttered the watcher. “I, too, am the last.…
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Continue reading →: Dreadfully Sorry“I’m dreadfully sorry you seem to have made a mistake,” said Mr. Death. “Yes, this is the stairway to Hell. But, as I said to you earlier, I believe that you are mistaking it for another stairway,” Death insisted. The monster insisted he was on the correct stairway. He argued…
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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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