Hugh J. O'Donnell

Over the centuries the royal family had become more and more insular, focusing on the spiritual welfare of the kingdom and leaving the actual governing to chancellors and ministers.
Eventually they stopped leaving the palace altogether and became the subject of awe and rumors among the people.
A young princess became curious about the outside world and began sneaking out. It was quite an education. Her father threatened to disown her when she was discovered, ranting that she was sullying her royal purity among the common folk.
When she became queen, she used her unique perspective to save the kingdom.

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The squire’s duty was to support his knight, even when he was sent to destroy a wicked sorcerer and his minions.
They fought bravely, but in the end his lord was slain and the squire’s blade lay broken in the grass.
Rather than grant him an honorable death, the sorcerer cursed the lad with a monstrous shape.
Unable to return home, he spent years defending the kingdom from the shadows.
When he finally had the fiend at his mercy, the former squire couldn’t slay him. Living with the curse had changed him from a callow youth to a true knight.

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The inventor prided herself on her genius. She even invented time travel, although she would have to admit that she stumbled across it when her teleportation pad malfunctioned.
She was certain that her inventions would make the world a better place. Eventually, her curiosity overwhelmed her and she travelled to the far future to see just how much of a mark she would leave on the world.
When she returned, she shut herself in her workshop, dismantled her inventions, and burned her notebooks. She never told a soul what she had found, hoping that future would never come to pass.

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After his father died, the boy took up his sword. His father hadn’t been a knight or a soldier, and he’d barely ever left their little village. But he practiced every day, before he became ill.
His mother watched him training and worried about him. As he grew up, she encouraged him to apply for a job as a guard at the castle. The boy resisted her. He didn’t want to stand around all day.
His father had carried a sword for protection, but he’d never seen the world. He would take his father’s sword with him on his adventure.

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The rare breed of turtle was known for its longevity. The shells of the creature were highly prized as charms and in elixirs. The species was hunted to sate the hunger for the market. The turtles disappeared, and were thought to be extinct.
When the turtles returned, people called it a miracle and the species was protected.
Humanity never cracked the secret to the turtles’ longevity. Not merely long-lived, they had power over the flow of time.
They buried themselves in the mud and slowed their lives to a crawl, waiting for the day when the predation would be over.

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She remembers fireworks on Liberation Day. They lit up the night and blotted out the stars. And ever since that day, she grew up free.
But it was too much to hope for that their distant little world would escape the Empire’s notice. It took their fleet years to get here, but they came with enough firepower to obliterate the colony as an example for the other protectorates.
She straps into the cockpit of her straighter knowing their little fleet doesn’t have a chance. But if she can’t strike a blow for Freedom, she’ll at least make a beautiful firework.

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The dragon breathed fire and soared on thermals. It dove from high cliffs and glided on wings that would not otherwise support its weight, sending out flame as it approached the ground and rising on the hot air.
It also found that the fires were a great way to flush out prey from hiding. All it had to do was dive and pick up a fleeing deer, then rise again on the hot air. A perfect system.
The dragon traveled constantly, making a huge, burnt out loop to mark its territory. It never understood why the knights hunted it, though.

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The mist hung over the lake, calm and beautiful in the dawn. The water looked blue and peaceful in the rising sun. It was the dawn of another perfect day.
Underneath the surface, in the ruins that had once been homes, towns, cemeteries, the dead waited in the black water.
The lake had been a valley, flooded to create a reservoir to feed the big city a few miles away. And of course, it served as a resort for the rich and powerful.
They didn’t think about the ghosts they’d made. But all things that sink will one day rise.

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When the gods die, they become voices on the wind. Pan became music.
Most people hardly notice the song, but you hear it clearly: Mournful yet compelling notes calling you deeper into the forest.
You follow the music to a glade where Pan, the last of Chaos’s Children sits playing in the sun. You lay down on the grass to listen to the songs until eventually you fall asleep.
When you awaken, you are alone, and the sun is almost down. You must’ve dreamed it, you think, until you look down and find the wooden flute cradled in your hand.

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He wouldn’t have called it a proper pack. The other monsters were monstrous all the time, but he had to make do with claws and superhuman senses in short bursts.
The vampire was okay, if a bit of a snob, and he liked the gillman, even though he was very introverted. He just hated the nickname they gave him.
When you were in a pack, it didn’t matter much where you were going. You just had to follow the tail of the person in front of you.
But the other monsters made fun of the werewolf’s bad sense of direction.

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