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Agonists; barbarian from calling

Agonists; barbarian from calling There was really nothing special was. Agonists and Halbork Barbarian by vocation, was Meridot in the port city, the Pearl had reached the white and black continent are soon joined by an entourage of dark-skinned slave traders resident guild.
 
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story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
Daniel Homolka

Adam and Eva: Adam

vampire storyOne fine day, as God walking through paradise as he thought: 'I welcome what I have created, but I think the world is not quite perfect.read the short story

story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
Franz Erni
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The Fox and The Stork

foxA Fox invited a Stork to dinner, at which the only fare provided was a large flat dish of soup. The Fox lapped it up with great relish, but the Stork with her long bill tried in vain to partake of the savoury broth. Her evident distress caused the sly Fox much amusement. But not long after the Stork invited him in turn, and set before him a pitcher with a long and narrow neck, into which she could get her bill with ease.read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
Aesop
Average: 1 (1 vote)

"Empty House" Ghost story - Algernon Blackwood

empty-houseCertain -houses, like certain persons, manage somehow to proclaim at once
their character for evil. In the case of the latter, no particular
feature need betray them; they may boast an open countenance and an
ingenuous smile; and yet a little of their company leaves the
unalterable conviction that there is something radically amiss with
their being: that they are evil.read the short story

story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
Algernon Blackwood

Counterparts -- by James Joyce

counterpartsThe bell rang furiously and, when Miss Parker went to the tube, a furious voice called out in a piercing North of Ireland accent:
"Send Farrington here!"
Miss Parker returned to her machine, saying to a man who was writing at a desk:
"Mr. Alleyne wants you upstairs."read the short story

story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
James Joyce
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8
Average: 5 (1 vote)

Two Gallants

two-gallants-james-joyce-storyThe grey warm evening of August had descended upon the city and a mild warm air, a memory of summer, circulated in the streets. The streets, shuttered for the repose of Sunday, swarmed with a gaily coloured crowd.read the short story

story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
James Joyce
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After The Race

after-raceTHE cars came scudding in towards Dublin, running evenly like pellets in the groove of the Naas Road. At the crest of the hill at Inchicore sightseers had gathered in clumps to watch the cars careering homeward and through this channel of poverty and inaction the Continent sped its wealth and industry.read the short story

story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
James Joyce
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The Happy Prince

High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the
Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine
gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby
glowed on his sword-hilt.

He was very much admired indeed. "He is as beautiful as a
weathercock," remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to
gain a reputation for having artistic tastes; "only not quite soread the short story

story type: 
Children's
story type: 
Fiction
Author: 
Oscar Wilde
Page: 
6
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How Much Land Does a Man Need?

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An elder sister came to visit her younger sister in the country.
The elder was married to a tradesman in town, the younger to a
peasant in the village. As the sisters sat over their tea talking,
the elder began to boast of the advantages of town life: saying how
comfortably they lived there, how well they dressed, what fine
clothes her children wore, what good things they ate and drank, andread the short story

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Other
Author: 
Leo Tolstoy
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