Jan had one simple mission: get a new passport photo. "How hard can that be?" he thought, smoothing his hair with water as if preparing for a royal ball. The photographer was a stern man with glasses who looked as if he knew every molecule on your face personally. "Neutral look. Mouth closed. No smile," he said, with the cheerfulness of a tax...
Tom Thumb had a big problem.Not that he was small—that had become his trademark—but he was incredibly hungry. So hungry that even a crumb seemed like a buffet."Today I'm going to do something big," he told himself."I'm going to eat beef stew and fries. A full-sized portion."He immediately invited a few well-known fairytale characters:- Little Red R...
The steam whistles in the family-owned factory, Cogsworth & Daughters, had just announced the end of the afternoon shift when it happened.KRRRRRRRRRANG!A sound like a mechanical whale suffering from heartburn.Lady Victoria, the eldest, froze, her grin poised. Lady Penelope dropped her sketchbook. And Lady Beatrice—always the one to brandish the...
Thousands of years ago, when the sky wasn't yet gray with factory smoke but black with the wings of the Old Night, an ordinary man was pulled from an ordinary world. His name was Thomas, a mailman with a friendly smile and hands accustomed to envelopes instead of spells. But the cosmos had other plans.On a rainy Tuesday evening in 199-or-so, a crac...
It's 6:47. The alarm clock has just given up and turned itself off. I decide: today is the day I make THE perfect coffee with milk and sugar. Not just any good. No. Michelangelo-with-an-espresso-machine-good. I open the bean pot. There are three beans left. Three. As if the bean pot has adopted lonely beans that no one else wanted. I look at them a...
Once upon a time, in a kingdom where the chickens laid golden eggs and the jester gave tax advice, there was a princess with skin as white as snow, lips as red as a stop sign, and hair so black that even a crow said, "Oh, that's dark."Her name was, of course, Snow White. Her real mother had disappeared (a classic fairy tale rule), and her father ha...
Long ago, before people built houses and clocks began to tell time, there existed a silent world between waking and sleeping. In that world lived a small being, born of moonlight and desert sand: the Sandman.When the first human closed his eyes and dreamed, a silver tear fell from the moon. That tear touched the sand of the earth and became alive. ...
Is this fake news or the silly season? Well, who knows? I asked myself the same question today.Yes, I'm fine. I've still got it all figured out. I'm also asking myself if the world still has it all figured out. Political squabbles and wars everywhere.Okay, it's still winter here, and I don't have much to say, and if I do say something, I'd rather n...
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