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Two crazy Russian artists think that frogs should be able to fly, so they’ve made different photos of the frog in “flight”. The one above is called “Eddy Chlorophyll”.

The jump of frog symbolizes thirst of flying. As genetic magic dream, about that far time, when frogs were the ANGELS.


I tend to agree with these Russians. I think that the issue of frog's inability to fly has been ignored WAY TOO LONG by the media and the public at large. I want to be one of the first to say that: the world needs more empathy and compassion! FROGS DESERVE TO BE AUGMENTED TO LOOSE THIER EARTHBOUND FETTERS! AND IF GENETICS CAN'T OR WON'T LISTEN WELL THEN WHO ARE WE TO INTERFERE? I'LL TELL YOU WHO: WE'RE FRIENDS OF THE FROGS, THAT'S WHAT! HOW DARE YOU SIT ON YOUR ASS WHILE HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF FROGS ARE SUFFERING ON THE EARTH! Get out there and help them fly, damnit!

Once there was a king named Giphad. He ruled over a very peaceful yet powerful kingdom. His people all loved and adored him. All was perfect in his kingdom.
Except for his son, Jonash. The king's son was very unhappy for no known reason.
He would always sit in his room staring blankly out the window over the lands, frowning.
The king addressed his son: "What on earth has upset you, Jonash? What is it that you lack? What is making you so distraught?"
The young prince only shrugged.
"Could there be a girl, a certain women that has caught your eye? Tell me her name and I'll move mountains to have you two married at once!"
"No, it's not a girl. I don't know why. I'm just so unhappy."
The king nodded and walked off. If this state of affairs continued the king feared his son would die of melancholy.
Deciding he needed more help, the king issued a decree to have all the top physicians, astrologers, and wise men of the kingdom come to him. When they arrived the king showed them to his son. After three days the astrologers had finally come up with a solution.
"Your Majesty," Janklo, the head astrologer, spoke. "We have given the matter close thought. In order to help your son you must find a happy man. A man that is happy through and through."
The king raised an eyebrow at this. "I must find a happy man?!?"
"Yes, and when you find the happy man you must trade his shirt for your son's shirt, then all will be well."

The king agreed and dismissed them. He called in his ambassador to the throne room, and told them to go out and find for him a truly happy man. He had notices placed all over the kingdom offering a handsome reward to anyone who could find a truly happy man.

The first person to be shown before the king was a priest.
"Are you happy?" The king's question was simple and to the point.
"Yes, milord, I am very happy."
"Well then, how would you like to be my bishop?" at this, the priest perked up. "Oh yes, your majesty, nothing would bring me greater joy!"
"Get thee hence from my palace before I have you enprisoned!" Yelled the now furious king. "You are no happy man so much as a liar, and only looking to better himself. Out of my castle!

The search continued. Not a week went by but there was news of a neighboring king who was described as a real happy man. He had a lovely wife and many children. He has no enemies and he too has a peaceful but powerful kingdom. Thinking this was his solution, the king sent his ambassador to inquire after him.
"It is true that I have all I could ever want, but I fear that I will die soon and lose it all. Every night I lie in bed thinking of what I will lose."
With this answer the ambassador thought it wise not to take the kings shirt. When he was told the news, King Giphad was furious. He had no clue what to do next. His son was going to die sad and depressed. In desperate need of fresh air the king went off on a hunting trip.
In the fields, the king shot out at a hare a few meters away. The arrow only grazed the hare, and it escaped into the woods. Following quickly, the king moved far away from the rest of his party. After a few minutes he gave up looking for the hare and made to head back but suddenly stopped. There was a noise coming from his left. As he drew closer the king realized that it was someone whistling a small tune. Reaching the noise he saw
a dashingly handsome blond youth lying in the reeds. The lad was on his back gazing up at the many clouds in the sky.
"You there! Boy! Tell me...how would you like to be appointed to the highest position in the land as the king's personal advisor?"
"Advisor eh?" the youth sat up and scratched his chin. "Such a troublesome position. Sorry I'll have to pass. I'm fine enough as I am."
The king beamed at this answer.
"You're the one! Quickly! On your feet, boy!" He grabbed the youth and ran back to the men and his camp. "My son is saved! My son is saved!"
He turned to the young man and gestured warmly: "You, boy, may have from me whatever it is you wish. But i need...i need..."
The youth looked at the king strangely. "You need what?"
"My son the prince is dying and only you can save him. Come closer."
The king grabbed the youth, smiling his brightest smile and quickly began to unbutton the youth's jacket, then suddenly stopped.
His arms drooped to his sides.

The happy man wore no shirt.

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Author: Bitterfig

Title: For You

Fandom: L. Frank Baum’s Oz series

Pairing: Dorothy/Ozma

Summary: While no one in Oz has to age, Dorothy and Ozma find they have a reason to grow up.

Beta Reader: Nzomniac

Word Count: 1306

Rating: R

Warnings: Shoujo-ai/femslash. This is not graphic but if you have fond childhood memories of a chaste Dorothy and Ozma you might wish to avoid it.

Author's Note: Written for yuri_challenge using prompt: young “In this land where we can stay young forever, I want to grow up just a little, just for you.



For You

This is a story about a fairy named Lotus and his not-so-great day. I'm thinking of expanding this one into a novel.

Comments are both welcome and appreciated. Not all of them have to be positive, either. If you really liked something, tell me, but especially if you disliked something, please tell me.

Hi. I'm a poor college student and I write. I've always been mildly interested in the idea of the fey, but it wasn't until recently that I began writing a story with fairies as the central characters. I suppose I'll post in here in the next day or two if I receive some sort of response to this post. I hope that this community can be a source of both encouragement and inspiration as I get the rest of the stories in my head out of it.
~The Drewcifer

We all read books on Faery and say, "That's not right" or "That's not how it is" or even "well, that's... kinda close."
What would you finally like to see in a book about Faery? This will be a non-fiction book but will include many of the things that I "know" about Faery. I'm curious to know what's important to you guys to see too. What are you most tired of people getting wrong?

Also, who wants a cameo? If you do, then just tell me what name you want used, what kind of being you are (descriptions are helpful) and if you have any fantasy's about what you want your cameo to be then please share that too. Is there something you want to say, someplace you want to be or do?

Thanks everyone!

Does anyone know of a place where prompts for this sort of community are available? I've found regular writing prompts, but I think fairietale deserves something a bit different, no?

If no one can think of a place, would anyone like to join me in creating a prompt list, or gathering prompts?