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I'm Nila, and I've been writing and posting an original short story every week since November 2013 on storyfeather.com. Stories in the genres of science fiction, fantasy, horror, fairy tale, mystery, and mythology. Now I'm narrating those stories in the Storyfeather podcast.
 
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It is said that just before a child is born, he is given every gift a person can possess in life. But those gifts attract the attention of evil and greedy beings, who always steal them away one by one. Every child manages to grasp hold of at least one gift so tightly that it cannot be stolen before the child is born. Evil stalks the eastern forest.…
 
The kingdom was renowned for the quality of their spider silk thread and the many textiles that were made from it, gowns, cloaks, rope, and even armor. The reason for the quality and abundance of the silk was a large, but benign, spider that lived only, it seemed, in the kingdom named for it, Tortanak. Lucine’s mother mastered spider silk and her s…
 
The surveyors found it when they went looking for a spot to put up a commercial office building. It was almost intact. Only the roof was partially collapsed. The basement was filled with dirt. There were unusual scorch marks on the walls and floors of almost every room of the sixteen-room house. Unusual in that they didn’t seem to be caused by fire…
 
Three beautiful sisters were they, in those days. They had eyes the color of jade with shades of honey flecked within. They had hair like golden silk. Their lovely smiles were made lovelier still by their dazzling white teeth. As might be expected with beauty so bold, they were envied by many. They were coveted by many. Their mother fretted and fea…
 
She had told the police, of course. But she hadn’t told them the whole truth. They wouldn’t have believed her if she did. They wouldn’t have filed the police report that she hoped would scare people away from buying the house after she discovered that something sinister had already claimed it. Perhaps if she’d known that some detectives were open t…
 
Once, there was a fisherman who was dissatisfied with his wife because she was always complaining and frowning. The fisherman’s miserable wife never smiled, but once she began, her smile hid a fantastic secret. Find out what that secret is in this episode. Genre: Fairy Tale CREDITS Story: “The Smiling Fishwife” Copyright © 2016 by Nila L. Patel Nar…
 
It happened like this. On the first morn, the children who typically woke first anyway, began their day without knowing anything was amiss. As the morning hours passed, more and more children woke to a strangely quiet town. More and more children found their grown guardians still slumbering: mothers, fathers, grand-folks, aunts, uncles, teachers, t…
 
His best friend insisted that he go see a therapist. Jorge was surprised and disappointed because his buddy was a believer in unusual phenomena, and if there was anyone who wouldn’t think he was off his rocker, it would be Bradley. But he said they had to be sure it wasn’t all in Jorge’s head. They had to be sure, despite the demonstration Jorge ha…
 
After death, some souls go to reward and some to punishment. Then there are the ones who just need to do some “community service” to atone for minor wrongs. Joe is a spirit tasked with counting the breaths of the living, but his new apprentice isn’t content with just counting. Genre: Fantasy CREDITS Story: “The Accountant of Breaths” Copyright © 20…
 
“We’re fascinated by cats, aren’t we? Cats on the internet. Pictures, videos, memes. Cats in our homes. Ancient civilizations shaped statues of cats out of gold, ebony, and bronze. They have been associated with magic, with evil. They sometimes seem aloof and uncaring. Sometimes charming and playful. Sexy. Dangerous. Mysterious.” The man in the cer…
 
She was never seen. Neither face nor form. Some say it was because she was so beautiful that the queen and king feared she would inspire terrible and unrelenting envy. Others said the opposite was true. She was hideous, deformed. She was never heard. Neither wit nor word. Some said there was no princess, and therefore, no suitable heir. For the que…
 
The lady was born with fingernails the color of blood. All the men wore beards in the far, far south where the town lay covered in snow for half the year. A highborn lady’s unusual birthmark and a young lord’s unacceptable facial grooming habits form the basis for common practices. Red nail polish and mustaches. How did they come to be? Find out in…
 
Sally had been blindfolded and brought to a few different “undisclosed locations” because the sites that held the instrumentation needed to study him needed to remain confidential. So he didn’t even ask where they were. She wished he had. She would have told him, even though she’d been instructed not to. He deserved the truth about his condition. A…
 
People hire me to find things for them. I have a special skill that may not seem like a big deal at first blush, but if you think about, you’d realize just how useful it can be. Like now. I don’t have a gun. I don’t know how to fight. But I’m on the run from guys who seem to have more firepower than the army. And so far, I’m staying a step ahead of…
 
They say the city that sits on the horizon at sunset is nothing but cosmic dust. I say otherwise. I’ve been there. For some reason I left. I can’t remember the reason. I can’t remember anything about it. I seek answers. I have to return. So last night, or maybe it was five days ago, I set out to find it. I’m on the right path, one of many I think, …
 
As far as we know, those who claim to hear voices other than their own have something wrong with them. That’s what I once believed. A man stumbles upon a mysterious box that seems to fall from the sky. Goaded on by the reckless voice in his head and ignoring the cautious voice in his head, he decides to open the box… Find out what happens next in t…
 
My name is Felix. I want to tell you about the time my brother, my sister, and I came down with the pox. Not just the chicken pox, but the other one too. The one we caught from a runaway sprite. The rose pox. Three siblings are recovering from the chicken pox at home when they catch a rarer kid of pox that leads them on an adventure into another re…
 
Demons. The sorceress held a most precious treasure, which the demons’ master desired. She had it in her arms, even as they surrounded her on the high hill behind her home. She spotted Hector. She held aloft the tome. “Swallow it!” she cried, and as she tossed the book to him, it shrank until it was the size of his thumbnail. An apprentice magic-ma…
 
There is a potion that can be made from the bright yellow mushroom that grows in the vales beyond the blue grasses. The potion must be made in a certain way or it would contain no power at all. The potion had to be made twice, once at sunrise and once at sunset, of the same day. So in truth, it was two potions. Whatever the potion made at sunrise d…
 
It figures, she thought. One of the containers was full of sand. A kind of pretty black glittery sand. And not the crispy savory steamy dumplings that Alora had dreamt of since leaving work that evening with the smallest of coffee stains on her collar. One of the containers from Alora’s favorite take-out place has the power to change her fortune. H…
 
She was poor, so poor. And she was weak from hunger. Almost too weak to beg. Her mother was sick, her father gone to war, his fate unknown, and her two younger brothers were starving. Despite all this, when a traveling circus came through the nearby town, Irina went to visit, hoping to see wonders. A desperate mother cannot escape a bargain she mad…
 
Her mother wrung her hands and her father released a deep and miserable breath, and Tazara knew that the news they had for her was not good. “A curse with fall upon you, daughter,” her father said, “on the first day of your thirteenth year.” Tazara looked between her mother and father. “But that’s tomorrow!” A slighted sorcerer curses a girl, then …
 
“Boss, we got a weird signal.” “From where?” “Suburbia.” A couple of agents who investigate unusual phenomena track down what seems to be a distress signal and find (as expected) the unexpected. Join them on their investigation in this episode. Genre: Mystery, Science Fiction CREDITS Story: “The Adventure of the Goliath” Copyright © 2015 by Nila L.…
 
On the canvas of the world, all we who inhabit it have been painted by the hand and the skill of some great and unseen painter. Our forms are sketched, our colors chosen, and even a bit of our talents and favors are swirled into our beings. While the painter is busy marking the subtle and the transparent differences between us, there is another who…
 
Tortoise trundled to the front of the assembly, bowed before the king and queen, and spoke. “Lightning.” Gasps and whispers passed through the assembly of animals. Suddenly, Cheetah appeared before them all. She bowed before the king and queen. “That cannot be,” Cheetah said. “For Lightning is my mother.” Tortoise and Cheetah both claim to be the o…
 
All the amoeba ever wanted was to be more than what she was. To be more than one. To be many. Many as one. To be multicellular. Amorphous…single-celled…all the amoeba ever wanted was to be more than what she was. Follow her journey in this episode. Genre: Fable CREDITS Story: “Amoeba: A Modern Fable” Copyright © 2016 by Nila L. Patel Music: “Trip-H…
 
Sometimes you have a dream that can’t come true because what you want isn’t a part of reality. Example. Say you’re a ten-year-old girl, and you love unicorns, and your dream in life is to see one, maybe touch one. But at least see one. A real unicorn. Your dream can’t come true, because there is no such thing as a real unicorn. You realize that eve…
 
I need for you to be real. I need for you to be who I think you are. If you’re not real, then today is the day I die. Once upon a time, the Lovelocke family gained great wealth, and then they found great fortune. What was their true fortune? Find out in this episode. Genre: Fantasy, Mythology CREDITS Story: “The Lovelocke Fortune” Copyright © 2016 …
 
The single drop of blood from a being that we call a god abides in the Temple of the Gentle. It abides there and must abide for all time, or until the end of time. For if anything were to happen to that one drop of blood, my kingdom and every single living and un-living thing in my kingdom would fall. An initiate has just discovered a secret about …
 
When Cantor was a child, it was said that he was descended from Orpheus, who made flowers bloom with his song, who inspired trees to bend toward the playing of his lyre, who soothed the hearts of beast so well, they forgot to hunt their prey. Even Cantor’s crying was so sweet to hear that his mother had to stuff wax and cloth in her ears and watch …
 
Did Alfred MacAlastair truly discover a flying plantman? Step right up ladies, gents, creatures, and beings of a celestial nature! Come one, come all, and see what wonders the intrepid adventurers of our carnival of delights have brought to you from the farthest of our world, and beyond…and now, Mister MacAlastair presents his Marvelous Photosynthe…
 
Myths and legends of old speak of a golden fleece that was shorn from a mighty ram belonging to the gods. This fleece became a symbol of power and kingship. In the possession of legends, it became a legend itself. But this story is not about the famous fleece of the ancient world. It is about another fleece, not as well-known, though just as mighty…
 
“Who is he?” Father chuckled, but I knew I must say something, for Ida had asked the question in earnest. “He isn’t anybody,” I said. “He’s just a snowman.” After making a snowman together, a father tells his children the story about the origins and customs of making snowmen, a story that warns of the mysteries and dangers of snow. Find out what th…
 
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