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The banana tree

March 4, 2010 by storybus

It is hot in the jungle.read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
anonim

Poison!

March 2, 2010 by storybus

poison horror story
Els on one days went to the basement.read the short story

story type: 
Horror
Author: 
anonim

decapitated cat

February 27, 2010 by storybus

On one days in the park was alone with his cat in January mournful domino
He was terrified, he always thought when you are alone there's ghosts but that is obviously not as & his cat was there so that could notread the short story

story type: 
Humour
Author: 
Lila

Berend Bear

February 23, 2010 by storybus

bear story childrenBerend Bear walked through the woods.
Suddenly they saw a Jos de Vos.
Berend Bear said to him: Hi Jos de Vos.
Jos de Vos said: Hi Berend Bear! It is nice here huh? So in the forest.
Yes Bear said Berend.
It is a amazing weather.read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
anonim

My first School

February 21, 2010 by storybus

first schoolFor the first time my major to the school, Lisa find it exciting. Mama Lisa is awake early, because they must have a bath. Lisa tells Mama that they has abdominal pain. Lisa does not need to say mama, That is because the nerves. Lisa does not know what nerves are, & asks Mom, what are nerves?read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
lovegame

The Doom That Came to Sarnath

December 22, 2009 by storybus

The Doom That Came to SarnathAccording to the _tale, more than ten thousand years ago, a _race of shepherd _people colonized the banks of the river Ai in a land called Mnar, forming the cities of Thraa, Ilarnek, and Kadatheron, _which rose to great intellectual and mercantile prowess. Craving more land, a group of these hardy people migrated to the shores of a _lonely and vast lake at the heart of Mnar, _founding the metropolis of Sarnath.

There is in the land _of Mnar a vast still lake that is fed by no stream, and out _of which no stream flows. Ten thousand years ago there stood by its shore the mighty city _of Sarnath, but Sarnath stands there no more.

It is told that _in the immemorial years when the world was _young, before ever the men _of Sarnath came to the land _of Mnar, another city stood beside the lake; the gray stone city _of Ib, which was old as the lake itself, and peopled with beings not pleasing to behold. Very odd and ugly were these beings, as indeed are most beings _of a world yet inchoate and rudely fashioned. It is written on the brick cylinders _of Kadatheron that the beings _of Ib were in hue as green as the lake and the mists that rise above it; that they had bulging eyes, pouting, flabby lips, and curious ears, and were without voice. It is also written that they descended one night from the moon in a mist; they and the vast still lake and gray stone city Ib. However this may be, it is certain that they worshipped a sea-green stone idol chiseled in the likeness _of Bokrug, the great water-lizard; before which they danced horribly when the moon was gibbous. And it is written in the papyrus _of Ilarnek, that they one day discovered fire, and thereafter kindled flames on many ceremonial occasions. But not much is written _of these beings, because they lived in very ancient times, and man is young, and knows but little _of the very ancient living things.

After many eons men came to the land _of Mnar, dark shepherd _folk with their fleecy flocks, who built Thraa, Ilarnek, and Kadatheron on the winding river Ai. And certain tribes, more hardy than the rest, pushed on to the border _of the lake and built Sarnath at a spot where precious metals were found in the earth.

Not far from the gray city _of Ib did the wandering tribes lay the first stones _of Sarnath, and at the beings _of Ib they marveled greatly. But with their marveling was mixed hate, for they thought it not meet that beings _of such aspect should walk about the world _of men at dusk. Nor did they like the strange sculptures upon the gray monoliths _of Ib, for why those sculptures lingered so late in the world, even until the coming men, none can

Author: 
H.P. Lovecraft

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