Fable Sparrow Novels & Stories

Which vividly showed how Mario’s men and women (gangs no longer discriminate although women are scarce) could be seen with their emblem of a falcon on their denim jackets. As my two loyalist and trusted members enter my office I’m abruptly removed from my thoughts. “James, Zack,” I say monotonously as I nod in acknowledgement. I’m behind my large oak desk watching the security cameras of the back door for any sign of Sphinx. James glances at my maroon suit and raises his dark eyebrows. “Sphinx needed to see something distinct to trust us, like... oh he’s here, see.” I say turning the monitor towards them. “He said he would wear something distinct to be able to differentiate between a regular

He gasped and plopped on the floor. His dagger skill was shit, but his strength was exceptionally good. No, it exceeded his normal strength. He had never realized his strength because he used a dagger in practice. “Daughter… daughter…” Chirp! Chirp! The two birds appeared once again. The concealment on the birds had worn off as Shadow stated. Shadow only concealed the birds for only fifteen minutes. Ibrahim would have to protect the birds afterward. A pair of sparrows flew around him. “Huh~~~” He released the breath that he wasn't aware that he was holding, shakily.

"Repeat my words after me and touch the foreheads of the birds." Their brows furrowed in concentration as they repeated the incantations I bestowed upon them. A thin stream of white light flickered from their fingertips, enveloping the sparrows in a ethereal glow. The energy pulsed for a heartbeat, then dissipated, leaving behind a sense of subtle change, of newfound connection. The sparrows stirred, their eyes blinking open, a flicker of intelligence replacing the vacant stare of sleep. This was no ordinary flicker; it was a spark of magic imbued within them, a sentience tethered to the will of my disciples.

"Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of a Faraway kingdom, there lived a curious little fairy named Sophia. With sparkling wings that shined like the stars in the night sky, Sophia had a special gift; she could make flowers bloom with a mere touch and bring joy to all living creatures. One sunny morning, as she flew, Sophia noticed a tiny, wounded sparrow lying on the forest floor. Concerned for the little creature, she gently picked it up in her delicate hands and cradled it in her arms. With a soft touch of her glowing fingers, she healed the sparrow's injuries, and to her delight, the bird fluttered its wings and soared into the sky. News of Sophia's kind deed spread throughout the l

His back still hadn’t quite healed from the last round he’d received. From down the hall, a voice summoned the girl. “Princess Sable? Have you seen the bastard Farrow today? The king requires his presence in the throne room.” Farrow gulped in dread. Sable would get into trouble if she lied. But she shook her head, easily answering, “No. I haven’t seen him all week.” More visions of Sable followed. She visited Farrow in the stables a lot. One time, he caught a wild barn cat for her, spent weeks taming it, and then gave it to her for her fifth birthday.

"She became the sky because she wanted to watch all her sisters at once. And now she has two new sisters, so she is extra happy." Hope, from the kitchen, shouted, "THREE SISTERS!" Elara giggled. "Three!" Caelum watched from the doorway. He didn't have a grey mark anymore. White, small, new. Like Elara's first one. He kept touching it like Hope touched hers. He wasn't The First anymore. He was just... a guy who lived in PackHouse now and didn't know where to sit because the couch was full of kids. "You can sit," Sparrow told him, patting a spot in the blanket nest. Sparrow, 9, boss of everyone.

I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

Arabella shrugged her off. “Stop, Sybil. I need to see something and this Is the only way. Besides, I have an idea if this works.” Arabella continued to the cave mouth. Shielding her face, Arabella got close enough to touch the tip of the feather into the entrance. Suddenly, spars flew; the feather caught fire and Arabella dropped it. “Well now, see what happens? I’m surprised you are still standing, Ari.” Sybil eyed the burnt feather and shuddered.

Thaelen sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes on the window, watching the twisting patterns of the host of sparrows against the sky, whilst Meguitte checked over Gera. She came around the bed and sank to her knees before him, putting her hands over his and looking up, her large eyes luminous with empathy. “They say that sparrows escort the spirits of the death into the afterlife,” she said quietly. “I have spent the last few days wondering if that was why I was given them as my familiar, because they knew that this illness would befall our people.

Emily cursed under her breath, "I'll tame you one day." The sparrow tried to escape a few times but failed every time. Even its last attempt of detonating all of its stored up energy into a Shockwave had amounted to nothing. The battle that lasted for over 7 hours had come to an anticlimactic end. After a brief rest, the team collected its energy core and got back on their way.