Elven fairy tale

Image Credit: Kelly K., Fort Collins, CO The author's comments: I'm an Elven princess Eariel. Here's my own (Elven, respectively) short fairy tale story, based on real events. Once there was a human girl Turiel (Victoria was her name , but on Sindarin sounds such), lived between the elves in Lorien. But many elves laughed at her for her race. But the fact is that Victoria, knew that elves live a long time, and she - isn't. So when she was twenty years already - she felt old. She thought that she is an old woman, which will die soon, but she didn't married yet, and didn't have children. But the inner depression seemingly ended when she married the beautiful elf, bore children. But a few years later, when he died from a chronic illness, she suffered it heavily. And so we see that once again the shadow falls on her forehead - in her 35 years, and she thinks that she exactly old woman already. Maybe because she has two children, maternal cares, will You think? No, she's as many Elven women loved it. She suffered the death of a loved one. He was her husband, father of her children. That's why she felt old herself again, this time permanently. After this story maybe someone rethink something. And the moral of fairy tale is: better to enjoy life with youth, even if You're just an ordinary person, because You don't know what awaits You in the future.

SG: Mild

She’d always been the good girl, the dutiful daughter, even-tempered wife and loving, supportive mother. A woman with endless reservoirs of patience and good intentions, which made her popular with those far from home. She’d folded her passion away in a place no one would ever look. Until that day. SG has a vivid imagination … Continue reading SG: Mild →


When I was 62, I ordered a pizza to go. “Ready in fifteen minutes,” the teenaged server mumbled. Returning to pay, I remembered I forgot To request the reduced price for elders. “Is it too late to ask for the senior discount?” “I already gave it to you,” he said. Miriam Stein is a social … Continue reading MIRIAM STEIN: Pizza →

BILL COX: Aesop, We Miss You!

In the jungle, a Jaguar spotted a frog. He was ready to pounce when the frog said “I’m a poisonous frog. Eat me and we both die!” Then a bulldozer crashed through the undergrowth, killing them both. The moral? In the twenty-first century, fables ain’t what they used to be! Bill Lives in Aberdeen, Scotland. … Continue reading BILL COX: Aesop, We Miss You! →

ANNE M LOGAN: Tranquility

She prepared her coffee, added her favorite creamer, carried it to her sitting place, placed her coffee, picked up her chosen pen and journal. Nesting into her tranquil spot, she turned to the blank page. Suddenly, the phone rang. “Hello.” “Is this Kate Morgan?” “Yes.” “We hate to inform you…” Anne Logan is a consultant, … Continue reading ANNE M LOGAN: Tranquility →


The story of the week for March 11 to 15 is… Anniversary by Susan Gale Wickes