Fable

A fable is a succinct fictional story, in prose or verse, that features animals, mythical creatures, plants, inanimate objects or forces of nature which are anthropomorphized (given human qualities such as verbal communication), and that illustrates or leads to an interpretation of a moral lesson (a "moral"), which may at the end be added explicitly in a pithy maxim. ...more

Fable Books

The Last Legacy (The World of the Narrows, #3)

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The Ant and the Grasshopper by Rebecca Emberley

Who's Got Game? The Ant or the Grasshopper? by Toni Morrison

The Grasshopper's Song by Nikki Giovanni

The Grasshopper and the Ant at the End of the World by Benjamin Harper

The Ant and the Grasshopper retold

6 books — 3 voters

Big Fat Reads Worth The Effort 2.0

46 books — 77 voters

Stranded in the Satyr’s Garden by Cia Petrichor

The Scoundrel and the Satyr King by Clio Evans

Enticed by the Satyr by Evangeline Anderson

My Big Furry Alien Satyr by Skye MacKinnon

Satyr Romances

9 books — 4 voters

The Hobbit, or There and Back Again by J.R.R. Tolkien

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling

Magical Creatures

1,591 books — 868 voters

Letradas & Rebeldes Book Club

1 book — 1 voter

Video Game Tie-In Novels & Comics

375 books — 329 voters

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“ A Swedish minister having assembled the chiefs of the Susquehanna Indians, made a sermon to them, acquainting them with the principal historical facts on which our religion is founded — such as the fall of our first parents by eating an apple, the coming of Christ to repair the mischief, his miracles and suffering, etc. When he had finished an Indian orator stood up to thank him. ‘What you have told us,’ says he, ‘is all very good. It is indeed bad to eat apples. It is better to make them all i A Swedish minister having assembled the chiefs of the Susquehanna Indians, made a sermon to them, acquainting them with the principal historical facts on which our religion is founded — such as the fall of our first parents by eating an apple, the coming of Christ to repair the mischief, his miracles and suffering, etc. When he had finished an Indian orator stood up to thank him. ‘What you have told us,’ says he, ‘is all very good. It is indeed bad to eat apples. It is better to make them all into cider. We are much obliged by your kindness in coming so far to tell us those things which you have heard from your mothers. In return, I will tell you some of those we have heard from ours. ‘In the beginning, our fathers had only the flesh of animals to subsist on, and if their hunting was unsuccessful they were starving. Two of our young hunters, having killed a deer, made a fire in the woods to boil some parts of it. When they were about to satisfy their hunger, they beheld a beautiful young woman descend from the clouds and seat herself on that hill which you see yonder among the Blue Mountains. ‘They said to each other, “It is a spirit that perhaps has smelt our broiling venison and wishes to eat of it; let us offer some to her.” They presented her with the tongue; she was pleased with the taste of it and said: “Your kindness shall be rewarded; come to this place after thirteen moons, and you will find something that will be of great benefit in nourishing you and your children to the latest generations.” They did so, and to their surprise found plants they had never seen before, but which from that ancient time have been constantly cultivated among us to our great advantage. Where her right hand had touched the ground they found maize; where her left had touched it they found kidney-beans; and where her backside had sat on it they found tobacco.’ The good missionary, disgusted with this idle tale, said: ‘What I delivered to you were sacred truths; but what you tell me is mere fable, fiction, and falsehood.’ The Indian, offended, replied: ‘My brother, it seems your friends have not done you justice in your education; they have not well instructed you in the rules of common civility. You saw that we, who understand and practise those rules, believed all your stories; why do you refuse to believe ours? ...more ”
― Benjamin Franklin, Remarks Concerning the Savages

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“ When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity. ...more ”
― David Sedaris, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk

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