Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

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“The Land of the Gentle Forest” by Steve McKenney

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Long ago in another realm, a lively young girl named Simone lived with her mother, Elena. Hidden deep in the forest, at the edge of a small field and built into the hillside, was the stone house in which they lived. The house faced the small field, dozens of different types of wildflowers grew among the long, lush green grass; it was like a playground for Simone. Trees towered over their house, edging the small field like a gigantic picket fence.Simone was a mischievous girl; she was always asking her mother questions. Many times, she fired ...

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“The Only Squirrel in the World” by Steven Taylor

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Something about the air wasn’t right. As the gentle breeze drifted across my face and neck, I could feel an awkward shift in it’s direction unlike the typical changes that I’d recognize. The air seemed to hit a wall, and then a spiraling gust twirled clockwise directly in front of me. I stopped in my tracks, halting my previously brisk pace on the tail end of a morning jog through the park, my attention focused on that invisible phenomenon. The still-budding trees scattered throughout the park ...

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“Clockwork” by Diana Quill

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“Drizzie, hex nut.” Clever paws shifted through the droors accompanied by the gentle clinks and tinks of small metal pieces. A near unintelligible, silvery clack alerted me of his deliverance. I stifled a grin, glad for trained ears and trained animals. He’d set the nut in the silver tray, and as I reached for it with gloved hands three sets of feet grasped the edge of it. Fea, Thea, and Res, a well-oiled machine in themselves, waited in a feathery que, an hour, minute or second hand in each beak as naturally as if it were material for...

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“The Woods” by Belle's Book Reviews (Watch On Youtube)

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Slowly, my horse and I trot into the woods. The same sights greet me, the trees, the bushes, the flowers. I stare into the distance and see no movement. Then I call out to the animals of the woods. One shrill, high whistle. Then the ground vibrates and Angnes, my horse, whinnies: throwing his legs up in the air. All the animals come: the bunnies, the birds, foxes and raccoons, chipmunks and squirrels, birds, porcupines, opossums, and whatever other animals there were in the crowd that stood before me. "Hi, Aina!" one bird chirps. Those two w...

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“Towards the Burning Sphere” by Meggysa Nine

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"Fly above the skies and lower your gaze... then tell me what you can see." "I see their human hands cultivating what's in their minds, no matter how dangerous it is for the Earth, they wouldn't care if their creations will wipe out nature's vitality. But when time kept ticking around the clock and their minds are fueled with scary logic and knowledge, the shapes and the sizes and the height of the human's innovation from stones and metals can now surpass the height of a bird's flight and kill it with one bullet. Humans are the wildest...

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“Until We Part” by Cheryl Lim

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She was surrounded by flowers of every kind, every colour and scent. Roses, daisies, baby breaths, tulips and so on, all you had to do was name it. With every step she took, flowers sprung up. Leaving behind a plot of land filled with flowers. The intoxicating scent of flowers and land that goes as far as the eye could see would have made any other person dizzy with excitement, wanting to see how far this plot of land would go. But she wasn't. She was tired of the field, and the sun, though not harsh, was constantly shining, there wa...

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“The Wolf Princess” by Jane Andrews

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In a land far away, where the sun always shone in summer and the snow was crisp and cold in winter, a man and his wife were making their way through the forest in a light carriage drawn by two coal black horses. Moonlight gleamed through the bare branches of the trees; and in the distance, the faint howl of a wolf floated on the still night air. Then twigs cracked as a large, bearded man stepped through the beeches and approached the conveyance. The horses pul...

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“The Help of a Bear” by Eunice Amero

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Eunice M. Amero 1,173 words The Help of a Bear A little girl named Jackie and her mother went walking in the forest one day to find a place to have a picnic. “Mother could I carry the basket, please?” “It’s too heavy for you, Dear.” “Let’s have our picnic here beside this beautiful lake,” Jackie said. “Okay, that’s a nice spot,” Mother agreed with a smile. “Help me spread the blanket, Honey.” After the blanket was spread they placed all the food, dishes and napkins on it. Jackie was like a tomboy and she loved to climb, so she climb ...

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“The trees won't tell.” by Tella Cordier

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Rachel woke up, she looked through the dense trees. She could still smell the smoke. Her lips were dry and cracked. Her hair full of thorns, her cloak torn. She has been running for days. In the distance she heard the dogs barking.... They were coming. The witch hunters. Tears filled her eyes, her lips trembled. Rachel struggled to her feet and continued running... Her legs were tired, her muscles cramped. But she had to keep going. They were getting closer.... She fell flat on her face, tripping over the roots of a tree. She desperately sta...

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“Disorient” by Typewriter Clicks

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When Amesha was five years old, and her mother wasn’t looking, she trotted her way into the woods behind her family’s Midwestern home. There wasn’t much distance between her backyard and the first line of deciduous trees — especially for an energetic toddler in the early morning. Some minutes into her trek, Amesha had found settled under a dead tree that her father used to bring her to as an infant — though, at the time she didn’t know this. Her tiny legs were strained and the darkness of the woods grew more intimidating by the second. ...

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“The Enchanted Gift” by Katie Ingold

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**Please note: Words are intentionally interchanged depending on the character such as you/ye as a distinction in dialect and upbringing**Twinkling throughout the trees lit up the sooty night as I headed home. The bright glow as if a hundred fairies perched upon the branches. Perhaps they came from their dwellings to play with spring nigh. I shall leave thimbles of milk out in thanks for their guidance upon the path.A streak of furred brown raced across my path, looking for its burrow. I searched the trail for what pursued him. A red fox jum...

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“Anastasia and the Fairy Fakeout” by Chrissy G

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Once upon a time, (all good fairy tales start with once upon a time, yes?) there was a little girl named Anastasia. She went by Ana and was very put out if you called her by her full name (Anastasia Mariposa Jamison) . She was tan , with beautiful, soft, curly strawberry blonde hair that was more often than not in total disarray. She was 6 years old, 2 ½ feet tall, give or take a few inches, and cuter than a puffed up chickadee. (That, in my opinion is the epitome of cute) She was cute, could be the picture of polit...

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“Stellan the Mighty” by Emerald Lace

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Deep inside the bright, sunlit woods stood a cabin made of black and twisted branches. The stone chimney pumped out blackened smoke most of the day. No one dared bother the inhabitant of the cabin as he toiled away under the heat of his fire. And that’s the way he liked it, for he did not need interactions or paltry problems of the creatures that stirred outside these walls. Stellan The Mighty, the last of the trolls, now hid away with his forge and metal as his only companions. He had long since s...

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“Esmeralda and the Woodland Creatures” by David Dicaire

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Esmeralda and the Woodland Creatures Once upon a time, there was someone who deserved more love than she received. Esmeralda was not a very pretty girl. She wasn’t the smartest girl in school and certainly not very popular. In fact, she was the one kid everyone picked on. They were mean to her and bullied the young lass. Many of the other students watched as she was pushed around and humiliated. They couldn’t believe that she would take all of that nonsense and not fight back. ...

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“If You Happen To Be Magic” by Ellasyn Carpenter

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"Piper wake up..." I wake up to see Chitter leaning over me. They brush their tail over my nose and I sneeze. "What's wrong with you Chitter?" I ask and brush an acorn out of my hair. "Wrong with me?!" Chitter squeals "Check the date Piper!" I look at the calendar. "Shoot!" I jump out of bed and Chitter flies across the room and clutches to a wall. "It's a good thing I'm a flying squirrel otherwise that would had really hurt!" Chitter says. I sigh and begin doing my hair. "You aren't a flying squirrel, you're a normal squirrel." I say throug...

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Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 168 stories

“The Land of the Gentle Forest” by Steve McKenney

“The Only Squirrel in the World” by Steven Taylor

“Clockwork” by Diana Quill

“The Woods” by Belle's Book Reviews (Watch On Youtube)

“Towards the Burning Sphere” by Meggysa Nine

“Until We Part” by Cheryl Lim

“The Wolf Princess” by Jane Andrews

“The Help of a Bear” by Eunice Amero

“The trees won't tell.” by Tella Cordier

“Disorient” by Typewriter Clicks

“The Enchanted Gift” by Katie Ingold

“Anastasia and the Fairy Fakeout” by Chrissy G

“Stellan the Mighty” by Emerald Lace

“Esmeralda and the Woodland Creatures” by David Dicaire

“If You Happen To Be Magic” by Ellasyn Carpenter

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Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

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