Twisting our own tails

…or was it „tales”?

Three cats spin tales. Col­lage by Storynook Pooka, based on cat photo © Dan Wa­ters on MV­Times, and plant photo © Min­erva Luca.

Three young ladies are spin­ning here the yarn of three fine, zany and cute fairy tales, com­plete with a trapped dam­sel, a cursed young prince and a Glock-wear­ing thug.

All of these are 100% ori­ginal. unadul­ter­ated by pre­ju­dice, spiced with hu­mour and teem­ing with twists and sur­prises. Watch out!

Oh, My Ginger!

To get to this vil­lage she had to pass through the North Forest. She was not afraid; she took her father’s dag­ger, had some pois­on­ous plant ex­tracts in li­quid form (that is, if she was at­tacked, she could just throw some­thing on that person’s skin to cause burns or rashes) and car­ried her vi­per-poison oint­ment in case she got hurt. Read on …

Another Tale

That night the Prin­cess had a strange dream, but she could not re­mem­ber the de­tails, so I apo­lo­gize to my reader for this mis­for­tune. The Prin­cess woke up and went to the din­ing room. Everything was so quiet, ap­par­ently every­one was sleep­ing, or not. Read on …

Fant­astic beasts. Mozaic at the Gon­agobie Ab­bey, Provence, France. Photo © Ad­rian Otoiu

Plus one ex­tra tale, which is our myth of origin:

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The Inglen­ook Story­book. The Ori­gin by Elena Petrovan.