14870+ Fantasy Short Stories to read

Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. Though fantasy is well known for its epically long sagas, fantasy short stories can deliver all the genre’s best attractions with one punch — or, shall we say, in one fiery dragon breath?

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Aubrie Dodson

Submitted to Contest #6

I stepped into my hovercraft, and pressed a purple button. There was a high pitched ringing, then it clicked. "Good, all of my luggage is transferred to my cousins apartment," I thought aloud. Then I moved a gold lever. My craft lifted off the ground. I leaned a glass plate, that was in front of me, forward. My craft headed in the same direction as I commanded. I exited the small, clear room I was in and zoomed into the blue sky. I can’t wait to get to Runi. The exciting thought ran into my head. The great city used to be a part of...

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Snapshots of Eternity

Arthur Tiberio

Submitted to Contest #6

The stars drifted like motes of dust, swept under the cosmic rug to gather and breed into beings of dark speculation. Their closeness was deceptive; many a light-year had passed now, and no new encounter seemed at all imminent. A lone vessel travels the deserted hyperway, the quiet hum of the motors inaudible to we who drift in the vacuum, yet if we were to enter the small bubble of atmosphere which surrounds that road, we would hear the sparking music of the circuits flashing without end, propelling its partakers at speeds that would have m...

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New worlds

Jill Siegler

Submitted to Contest #6

Henry was packing his gear. As he picked and placed each item in the bag he began reminiscing about trips he'd taken in the past. Henry was a staunch loner. He preferred to travel alone because he always felt others slowed his travels down. His clothing packed tightly with small bags of medicinal drugs for emergencies and back up funds he closed the bag and picked it up. It was amazingly light considering the amount of things he'd put in it. Henry made his way to the door. Set down the bag. "One down, two more to go!"Henry walked into his ki...

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Unmatched

Christina Steele

Submitted to Contest #5

The agony always began at 10:45 PM for us runaway socks. That’s when Sara, the laundry attendant, wiped the exterior of every washer and removed lint from every dryer. But horror surfaced at the sight of the long-unfolded hanger. Sara scraped the floor under the machines running the long metal hanger along trying to drag out any dirt or “lost” clothing. We weren’t lost. We know why we ran. But humans never accepted sock-loss. Humans say dust to dust. Our equivalent is lint to lint, and our biggest fear is not a sickness, but a hole. Though t...

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