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  • The bleeding heart

    The bleeding heart

    Dhruvswamini was very upset with her husband. It had only been a week since their marriage and the man had left his new wife at home because he was needed back in the king’s retinue which was due to leave for its annual voyage across the kingdom. Angry and lonely, Dhruvswamini sang of her woes…

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  • The golden dragon

    The golden dragon

    Rhea had had enough. She was tired of all the taunts and jokes that children her age constantly subjected her to, tired of running home in tears, tired of seeing her parents helpless in the onslaught. She was sick of it all that at the tender age of ten, decided she wanted to die.

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  • The furies

    The furies

    This is a tale of how the furies were born. Orest was an honourable man, just, brave and kind. He was the man his regiment could count on getting them home safely. Though they had an equally just, if somewhat ineffective, lover of the good life, king…for Orest’s regiment, he was akin to a king.…

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  • The enchantress Nyx

    The enchantress Nyx

    Gunaf tied his boat to a tree as he made his way to the temple. He knew he would have no need for the boat. And since it had served him well, he left it at the shore, secure enough that it wouldn’t drift off, not so secure that someone who needed it couldn’t get…

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  • The doll in the mansion

    Patrick and Welma were less than happy when their father told them that they were moving away from the hustle and bustle of the city into a country house. He had tried to explain to them how the merchants with half his value in gold were splurging on such extravagances and he couldn’t be left…

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  • The cat and the fool

    The cat and the fool

    There lived a cat called CuriousWho loved to be patted, scratched and rubbedBut she found she couldn’t quite get it rightSo decided to hire a clown.The first looked sad, the second too colourfulThe third laughed too loud……let’s not talk about the fourth!

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  • It all began with a clip I saw of Graham Norton where Stephen Fry talked about how we have lost the hearth and we don’t gather around for storytelling anymore. And then I read Norse Mythology, remembering what Stephen Fry had said and I instantly visualized me with a lot of unknown kids, sitting around…

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