Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on earth. It was Theia's magical world. And that was a fairy tale.A fairy the size of a small child with skin as pale as snow, red hair as fire, and green eyes as forests. Dressed in the finest white dress, woven with cobwebs.Born from Theia's warm insides, she came as her messenger, prophet, and me

In the big colorless city many people did not have much money. Boys who were naughty with their parents would end up like the rain boy. It was said that the rain boy had been very bad with his parents and one day his parents left him outside on a stormy day. No one offered shelter to the evil boy. In order not to freeze, the boy moved his arms and legs. Moved throughout the night, but the storm continued throughout the day and no one sheltered him. He continued to move, jump, and shake. Until his arms and legs fell. When his head fell, he also died.

So how should I begin? Well, let's just write the basics for now.It happened in the sixth week of the war. Castela was at its peak, victory seemed to be in their hands, we conquered a new city every day. That meant, of course, that the other side was being slaughtered.

The next day a sailor who also worked in the port, besides the old sailor, knocked on the door. This time, the boy didn't open it. The sailor appealed:- Open the door, boy!But the boy only answered on the other side:- I will not open! You just want to get me out of here! When I don't even want to raise! If you have something to say, tell me!And so did the sailor. He sat in front of the door and started talking:- Your sailor is not from here boy. He comes from a land of barbarians. They refuse the words of God and kill without mercy. For this reason, they are deformed. They have completely destroyed their own lands and now seek to take that of others. LOOK AT THE SAILOR'S SKIN my boy. It is black as night, like everything that is bad, it is ugly. LOOK AT HIS HAIR my boy! They are also black like those who once came here and murdered many!The sailor sniffed and and said in a tearful voice:- One of the victims was my daughter, you

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter  will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: &n