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The Curse of Bald Mountain - Chapter 07. Everything was so calm, and quiet. Kind, welcoming warmth surrounded Zuritan's body. He didn't want to wake up, he wanted to dig his nose into this softness and sleep forever. Then he felt a hand caressing his cheek, and a sweet voice called him. A whisper he loved. He smiled and with a tiny groan turned to his side. "Just five more minutes, Mommy," he mumbled into the soft thing. "Darling, you must wake up," said in a sad tone the voice. "Please son, we don't want to lose you." "Mommy... where are you? I hear you but I don't see you," muttered the boy. He only now noticed that the soft thing was n

Mouse from Space – Chapter 17. Everything was so quiet in that late hour at the hospital. Only a few machines and the patients' moan broke the silence. Bitter smell of medicines and detergents emitted in the air. In one ward Minnie laid on a bed with a mask on the face, infusion stuck into her arm. Right next to her another machine beeped. “How is she?” in the doorway Ozzie grabbed the doctor's arm, full with concern. “We stabilized her condition, she's out of danger at the moment.” answered the medical “You came just in time. The pneumonia isn't a simple cold that you can kill with medicines. What you w

The brave heroes found that their path had split, and so they traveled along each road to help one another. The cobbler dared to go behind enemy lines, the huntsman revisited the past, and the princess uncovered an impossible secret. Meanwhile the wolf and his maiden once more found their lives threatened, but were able to overcome it together. Yet there were still many obstacles present, as the heroine began to veer closer to dangerous territory while the wolf helplessly nipped at her heels… The Golden Goose was the fanciest place to eat in the entire city. For those who couldn’t ordinarily afford such lavish meals, it could ta

The fire from the Rodawn theater didn't take long to touch upon adjacent buildings, sending the city into fear. The wealthy were forced to pick what possessions they valued most before fleeing their homes, while those without possessions to pick were able to help others evacuate friends faster. Water tanks on wheels and firefighters on crotchety small engines arrived as fast as they could, shouting for volunteers to aid them, unable to catch up with the speed of the flames on their own. There was no time to cry over lost valuables when every hand was needed. One of the few places the fire had yet to reach was the remains of the school where

Alcatraz hadn't changed much since Mickey had nearly gone there last time. It was still a cold, desolate island in the middle of nowhere, since it was supposed to be a place where people sent pirates so they could be forgotten about forever. Today was the exact opposite. All eyes were on the island, with dozens of ships in the water and in the air going around the world renowned prison.  A meeting was happening inside that hadn't been heard of in years, and everyone wanted to listen in on it. On this mutual territory, the rulers of the four kingdoms were deciding the fate of piracy. Mickey and Minnie had been pulled from the cold water and r

Story by: Aqua-Melody101 Written by: 09alih Everything was dark. Oswald felt as if he was sinking into a pit of blackness, his despair choking him. He couldn’t erase that horrible image from his mind, and it only hurt worse and worse. It was over; everything was lost. He’d failed. Suddenly, a faint warmth rested on his shoulder, making him open his eyes. A spark of light pierced the darkness. Oswald. The rabbit’s limp ears twitched. “W-… what…?” he whispered hoarsely. The warm feeling grew stronger. Oswald, get up. Oswald’s throat tightened, tears welled in his eyes. He knew that voice

Chapter 8: Breaking Point Now this will surely impress him! Oswald thought proudly to himself, putting his hands on his hips as he admired the nearly-completed wooden set models on his desk before proceeding to continue his work. Oswald worked carefully as he pieced together the wooden pieces using sticky glue, following the blueprints laid out in front of him. It had taken a couple weeks of work, but the models were finally coming along nicely. Just another day or two and they would be finished. Then suddenly, he heard a knock on his door. It startled him, making him drop the part he was working on. "Yes?" Oswald called out, trying not to

Welcome Home “So, when do you think he will wake up” Oswald heard from a voice. He was regaining consciousness and recognized the voice belonging to Goofy. “I don't know. Hopefully soon. There is so much I want to tell him,” said Mickey “Maybe a good slap to the face will do the trick,” said a voice that could only belong to his best friend, Woody. “He's unconscious, not hysterical,” Donald's angry voice responded. Knowing that Woody was serious about hitting him, Oswald felt it was a good time to wake up. “Please don't hit me again. Twice in one week was enough”. Os