The first one resembled a morsel of dirt. She spotted it on a dead leaf beneath a dense canopy. Upon closer inspection, she thought it...

And when the baker had plastered his feet, the wolf ran to the miller. "Miller," said he, "strew me some white meal over my paws." But...

In the far reaches of an old storybook, there lived a princess who resented the charge of her crown. Her burden was heavy and her riches...

It is often that it is ordinary men of no particular ill intention who may grow to be the greatest villains of their times. The wizard of...

Midnight! The first thing to go was the tiara. It changed from diamonds into a tattered headscarf before Cinderella could catch her...

The stinging nettles wounded and blistered her hands, but she continued knitting. The radio kept humming in low volume. The lone tube...

Far north in the wilds, where water meets land, the good and hardy marsh fairies make their homes in a place most give a wide berth....

Lucinda sighed glumly as she slumped against the wall. The red bricks were warm against her back, the imperfections of the mortar poking...

Princess Wilhelmina had never understood why she had a fairy god father .  The Gray Man, for that is what he was called, had no interest...

Thunder pounds, and the winter sky’s bitter heart breaks. My riders await the signal, eager to spill blackness across the longest night...