Storyfeather

When the queen of Callimoray was still a princess, she was schooled in all the ways a princess should be schooled.  The skill of sums and the skill of reading.  Knowledge of nature and knowledge of faiths.  The arts, some sport, commerce and trade, law and rule.  Royal tutors performed that task.  Her godmother, who was rumored to have some fairy blood in her line, taught the princess about the ma...

We were inseparable once, my sister and I.  We shared everything.  My mother said we were so close, that we even shared a heart.   Two sisters living in the forest cross paths with a bear, a gnome, and a curse.  What happens next?   Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast.  Genre: Fairy Tale, Fantasy Notable detail: This story was inspired by the fairy tale, "Snow-White and Rose-Red."...

The royal city was known throughout the kingdom because it was home to a most famous—and most infamous object—a cursed bell.  The Water Bell, some called it, for legends say its sound was like the trickling of a fountain.  Chime, some called it, for an object so lovely and intriguing must have a name.  The Bell had been cursed for generations, but when it first was forged, it was made as a blessin...

She came awake then and someone clicked on her bedside light.  "I've got amazing news for you.  We found a donor match for your liver.  It's being transported here as I speak.  And we are getting ready for transplant surgery.  I know it's a lot to take in, but we warned you things would move fast if we found one." Serena frowned.  False hope again.  Why wouldn't they just let her be?  She had foug...

Vela Valora was the sailor's name.  She was proud of her heritage and longed for the day her name would earn its place among the records of heroes and adventurers and champions in House Valora.   What adventures await a sailor who longs to add her name to the book of her family's heroic history? Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Fantasy, Mythology   Notable detail: This...

Her memory of being a Fury was gone, but Furies are strong and full of cosmic force.   A Fury is a woman and a dragon is a man?  Is anything as it seems? Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Fantasy, Mythology   CREDITS Story : " The Sorceress Moray " Copyright © 2014 by Nila L. Patel Music : " Mysterious Trip-hop Lounge Beat " by Digital_Emotions " Go then, there are other...

Once there was a girl named Florisse whose greatest dream was to find and marry her true love.  One morning when she woke, she found upon the floor of her chamber, a pair of fine slippers.  They were the kind of slippers that young women wore upon their wedding days.  She found a note with the slippers.  The note proclaimed that the slippers would lead the wearer to wherever or whomever the wearer...

I knew it was going to happen.  I remember that I came awake and heard him tossing and turning.  We still shared a room then, even though I was too old for that and wanted my own.  We still slept in bunk beds.  He was right below me.  And I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and pulled myself over the edge of my bed and leaned down just in time to see him slowly vanish.   What would you do if your litt...

I'm vanishing. Maybe I'm not vanishing.  Maybe I just think I am.   How would you respond if parts of you began to vanish?   Find out how one person does in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Fantasy, Horror   CREDITS Story : " I'm Vanishing " Copyright © 2014 by Nila L. Patel Music : " Mysterious Trip-hop Lounge Bea t" by Digital_Emotions " The Apotheosis of All Deserts " by ROZKOL...

In those days, there were four realms.  The realm of airs or spirits, inhabited by the Holy.  The realm of fires, inhabited by immortal creatures created by the Holy.  The realm of waters, where lived all mortal creatures made by the Holy.  And the realm of earths, which was barren and uninhabited, in those days. So...why is the ocean salty?   Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast....

My name is Perry Verdilay.  In a single act of reckless desperation, I changed my perception of the world.  And maybe gave myself a condition, a curse, a burden that I may not be strong enough to bear.  I can see things that others can only feel or imagine. To what extremes will one young woman go to help a loved one who is suffering from an invisible and relentless illness?   Find out in this epi...

For centuries, he stalked among the villagers at their smithies and spinning wheels.  He haunted their dreams with the fear of his ever-growing appetites for treasure and for flesh.  They crafted swords with jewel-encrusted hilts, stitched crimson robes with gold brocade, raised ever plumper cattle, all for one wicked dragon. When a young villager faces the dragon that has terrorized his people fo...

In the middle of the forest sat a stone hut, and always from this hut came the scent of amber. Within the hut there lived what the nearby villagers believed was an old god. A god so ancient that none remembered his name, what he was the god of, or even if he was a "he." The Amber God, some called him.   Who really lives in the middle of the forest in the stone hut that always smells of amber?   Fi...

We called them the Gildenfaere.  The golden horse-birds.  Once there were thousands upon the earth and in the skies.  On the earth they galloped and in the skies they soared.  And always they were wild.  And we who have only two legs and two arms could never tame them. What becomes of a seemingly simple gift from a legendary creature?   Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre:...

Not long ago, there was a rich land ruled by an assembly of three known as a Triarch.  Always there were three.  One had a claim of blood.  One was chosen by the people of the land.  And one was selected by the other two.  But all had to prove themselves worthy.  All had to prove victorious, both standing alone and standing together, in a contest devised by a king who feared that his realm would p...

Ignoring the sounds of sizzling and the smell of cooking flesh and the searing heat, she closed her eyes and cast her memory back to the day they came.  Children.   Did Hansel and Gretel defeat a wicked witch?  Or was it all just a terrible misunderstanding?     Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Fairy Tale    CREDITS Story : " Trifle House " Copyright © 2013 by Nila L. P...

On the evening after the night of the full moon, the messenger who had been sent to find help approached the Third Village with a small force from one of the monarchs of a nearby land.  They encountered the eerie sight of dead bodies on the road before they reached the village.  The skin of each body was drained of all color and pocked with lesions, the limbs bent unnaturally, and each face was fr...

We designed it so that it would follow the sun, follow the light. And I thought we too were designed that way. I don't know now. I don't know what to think. *** Will a device built by human hands from all around the world help us to do what one of its humble makers hopes it would? Will it help us to follow the light? Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Science Fiction CRED...

The last Great Machine is dying. We don't know how to fix it. We don't even know what it does. We only know that when it dies, we too will die. What will a fractured people do when the mysterious machines that keep their world alive stop operating? Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Mythology CREDITS Story: "The Great Machines" Copyright © 2014 by Nila L. Patel Music: " M...

The colossal serpent hatched from an egg in my brother's keeping. It almost killed him as it burst out, unfolding coil after coil, slithering through the air. It traveled through a rift in our world to a dimension where no one speaks, none have ears to hear. It is our responsibility to stop the serpent, for we are as gods on every world except our own. What is the first thing that a cosmic serpent...

In those days, there were many gods ruling over many realms. Some realms were ruled by just and jolly gods. Some by stern and distant gods. The southern realm was ruled by callous and petty gods. The people of the southern realm were gods-fearing people, who prayed and tithed and always and ever gave the gods what the gods were due. Among these was a husband and wife who were both weavers. One day...

It watches me with those strange eyes. Even you, love, cannot imagine such eyes. This is the third night I have been assigned to watch it—him, I'll call it "him." The creature deserves that much dignity. The first night, I did not look toward him. I thought I felt him watching me, but I admit to you and only you, that I was afraid. I am a rational and curious person. That's why I asked to be given...

There are only three now. Once, there were nine hundred and nine. They were the army of the gods. They were vengeance on black wings. They were scourge and nightmare. They were fury. Can those who are born of war and strife find a place in a world of peace and harmony? Find out in this episode of the Storyfeather podcast. Genre: Mythology CREDITS Story : "Nine Hundred Nine Furies" Copyright © 2014...

Once, long ago in an almost forgotten age, there lived a healer of great skill and great compassion. Her name was Gwenmir, but she was known as the healer Wen. The healer Wen became well-loved in her village for her skill at easing pain and healing wounds so severe that it seemed she would snatch people from the clutches of death at the last moment. But what happens when a healer can see Death com...

When the baby boy was born, he was fine and healthy, but though he ate ravenously of his mother's milk, he began to lose weight. His swarthy complexion grew pale. He cried all the time with the pain of hunger. His parents brought him into the hospital and the doctors performed test after test, whatever tests they dared on a newborn infant. Finally, they found some kind of an anomaly in his blood w...