fantasy, Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

The Rainbow Book

How small can a book be? Or how big can it get? In a library far from here or there, in between somewhere and nowhere, there is a book that everybody wants. Especially those who read and even those who don’t read want it because it’s a rainbow book.

Cedric and Lucy were brothers and sisters. They loved chasing rainbows because they wanted the pot of gold at its end. Their friends say there is no pot of gold and its true. Until one day Cedric and Lucy saw a rainbow outside their window. It began just at the edge of their garden and stretched deep into the woods near their house.

They call out to their parents that there’s a rainbow and they zoom out of the house to chase it before it’s gone. They had to prove it to their friends it was real and once they got their gold, they were going to buy many chocolate bars and share it with their friends.

“Come on Cedric, we got to go faster!” shouts Lucy a few trees ahead.

“I can see the pot of gold!” She screams in excitement.

However, it was not a pot of gold they found. It was a tiny little rainbow book wide open, and the rainbow was streaming from inside it.

“What is it?” Cedric pokes it with a twig.

At the touch of the twig, the rainbow book begins to unravel turning into a giant rainbow corridor in the middle of the woods. The walls colour mingled and merged together like a smudged rainbow and at the end of the hall was a bright pink door.

“I don’t like it.” Says Cedric stepping back pulling Lucy.

“The gold is probably inside so no one can just take it!” shouts Lucy in excitement pulling herself away from Cedric.

Lucy runs in, and Cedric follows hesitantly.

They walk down the bright corridor, and Lucy touches the walls, and it bounces like a ripple of water.

Cedric looks at the floor but their feet makes no imprint, it’s like they weren’t there at all.

Lucy tries to open the door, but there is no knob. She pushes it, and it doesn’t budge. Words start to appear on the door.

Here and There

Nowhere and Somewhere

And All In-between

Only the Keen

Can come Within

So their story can Begin


“Lucy pokes Cedric, I think it means you must want it too or else we can’t go in.”

Cedric rolls his eyes, “I can read too you know. I want to go in.”

A crystal doorknob materialises at his words, and without hesitation, Lucy opens the door.

Inside was no gold pot. No Basket of chocolate bars. No Cookies or an angry wicket witch. All they saw were two little rainbow books shimmering on a tall smooth glass boulder.

As they got closer towards the books, both start to change colour.

Through Lucy’s eyes, she saw herself flying atop a dragon with her hands in the air. She was wearing warrior armour. She peaks at Cedric’s book, but it doesn’t change. It’s just a mirage of colours swirling.

However, to Cedric, he saw himself as a giant robot with laser eyes and with a turbo hand that shoots out blasts of blue light.

They pick up their books, and the room begins to shake.

They run for the entrance as the walls begin to fade and lose colour. Gone were the bright colours replaced by plain grey concrete.

They reach the woods in the nick of time as the doorway pops into nothing.

Only the sound of the trees dancing with the wind and the chirping of birds singing along with the howl of a fox deeper in the woods.

Cedric and Lucy burst into laughter holding their new books.

They rush home and tell their parents who simply brush everything away as a fancy of their imagination.

They head to their room and open their individual books, but they are empty.

Gone were the dragon and the robot.

They flip and shuffle through the book, flipping through all the pages but there’s nothing.

Just before they give up, words begin to shimmer on their book in bright colours.

Your Story Begins Now

Then both Lucy and Cedric disappear, and their book pops open to the first page as their adventure in their worlds unfolds.

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Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

Unexpected Wizard

“Psst, boy!” said a voice out of nowhere in a quiet study room.

Luke an eleven-year-old boy looks around but sees no one. He feels a little bit scared he was alone and his tuition teacher had left him to complete a worksheet.

Luke had a big exam coming and his parents had made him take so much tuition to catch up with the other kids in school.

He hated school.

“Psst! Boy over here! Pick me up now!” came the voice again. Luke looks around but sees no one but there were two white ivory statues of little Japanese men in kimonos on a cabinet.

Luke walks over to them.

“Yes pick me up!” shouts the voice scaring Luke backwards. It was coming from one of the statues.

“Who are you? Are you a demon? A Ghost?”

“None of those. Come now pick me up!” the voice demanded like an angry uncle.

Luke sniggers, “Why should I? What do I get in return?”

“I’ll make you the smartest boy in the world. How’s that?”

Luke wouldn’t need to do homework anymore if he became the smartest boy but he would love to have new video games too.

“Ok, but I also want unlimited video games!”

“Sure sure.” Says the voice.

“You promise?” but the voice doesn’t reply.

Luke picks up one of the statues but it doesn’t say anything. He picks up the other and the voice comes back.

“Yes! Now kiss me!”

“What!?” says Luke disgusted, “Eww, no way!”

“You want your video games or don’t you?”

Luke lowers his lips in disgust towards the statue closing his eyes but just before it touches the statue the room’s door slams open.

The statues fly out of Luke’s hand and his teacher catches them.

The voice screams in despair.

Luke stood frightened head bowed down. His teacher looked furious.

“Luke, go back to your worksheets.” his teacher demanded and slams the door shut.

Luke dejectedly returns to his table to finish his worksheet.

Soon his teacher returns and sits beside him.

“The little statue you were going to kiss is an evil spirit.”

Luke’s eyes grow round. “He promised me I could be smart and have as many video games as I wanted.”

His teacher shook his head. “No, he would have been set free and hurt you.”

Luke looks at his teacher and for the first time notices how his eyes were changing colours.

“What are you?”

“A wizard. If you study hard you could be one someday too.”

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fantasy, Short Story, The Wyrd and Wonder

Pirate’s Ditch

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Lisa Ventura never liked the night. Tonight was a great example of why. Instructed by her mistress to deliver a letter to her secret lover although the whole town knew her mistress visited the butcher for more than just meat. Now Lisa was stuck in a ditch with a soaked dress and no way to see.

Night had fallen and she’d been there since before the sun had set.

Taking the shortcut through the woods was also not a good idea. Who knew what kind of cretins lived here. Her mistress was so adamant about getting it to him as soon as possible before he left his shop. Now he will never receive the letter. Lisa had dropped the letter when she fell in the ditch and she could not see where it had gone.

A light appears, flickering between the trees. It was a torch heading Lisa’s way. She was to be saved!

“Help kind sir!” Lisa jumps up and down waving her hand in the air trying to go above the ditch.

The man holds the torch high and looks down into a ditch and finds a maid waving up at him and under her feet was a chest half covered with earth.

“I’ll help you if you finish digging out that chest you stand on.” The man says getting comfortable by sitting on the edge with his legs dangling in.

“You would like me to dig? Can’t you help a damsel in distress instead?”


Lisa begins grumbling under her breath as she takes a look at what the man asked of her. She notices the chest for the first time and sees the intricate carving under all the dirt.

Through her slow digging the man had dozed off leaving the torch inserted halfway into the ground near the edge.

Lisa finally digs out the chest and opens it quietly. Inside it is full of gold bars all neatly stacked. At the inner sides of the chest three daggers are lined side by side embedded into the chest walls.

She slams the chest loudly waking the man.

“You weren’t supposed to open that, Beauty.”

“I want a bar, for my services.”

The man laughs, “For your services ay? What kind of services do yah provide?”

“For digging a chest full of gold for a large man like yourself, I charge extra. Especially when you could have done it yourself.”

The man jumps into the ditch and barrels towards his eyes slithering into slits of lust and licking his lips hungrily.

“Come here Beauty! I’ll show you how big a man I can be.”

He was three times her size, her head just barely reaching his chest but as he rages towards her growing ominously larger, Lisa held in her scream.

She shook in fear, but she fought herself to remain steadfast.

Lisa raises a dagger with both hands and with the help of the man’s weight and speed she stabs it straight into his chest.

The man topples on top of Lisa. The woods remained quiet and dark. The light of the torch flickering in the ditch and there’s no movement in sight but the rustling of the trees.

Lisa gives one big shove, and the man barely moves off her but just enough for a breath of air.

Crawling out from under the man was no worse than her mistresses’ endless dresses piling on top of her in the morning. Her mistress could never make up her mind. It was no worse when her mistress had grown tired shopping and had demanded her to become a human stool. It was no different when she had set her dogs on her just for the fun of it.

Lisa growls taking one last pull out from under the man. Covered in blood and

on all fours, she laughs like a mad woman crawling towards the chest.

“All mine!”

Quickly she rolls the man towards the edge under the torch and drags the chest over.

Standing on the man gave her the way to her freedom.

One bar at a time she carries the gold up leaving the chest and the dead man behind.

A few trees away she begins digging the earth under a tree’s root. Lisa rips her dress and covers up the hole lining the gold inside except for one and tying the dress into a knot and covering the hole back with dirt and foliage.

Lisa heads to the beach where she catches sight of the pirate ship docked in the shadows of the cliff. She undresses naked under the moon and jumps into the water.

Lisa swims towards the ship and slips in hiding in the shadows, past snoring men and stealing some pants and shirts in the quarters below.

With the dagger, she had stabbed the man with she slices her hair off.

“You boy! Start mopping up on deck. Captain’s got a visitor.”


Lisa heads up with the mop she could find and bumps into the captain and his visitor.

It’s her mistress.

Lisa apologizes keeping her head down and quickly staggers away, her mistress overlooking her.

She heads straight for the captain’s quarters where Lisa finds more chests like the one she had found with the similar intricate carvings.

“You are not a part of my crew boy.”

The door behind Lisa slams shut.

She turns to face the captain who begins to undress.

“I am, you’ve forgotten.” Lisa stumbles backwards against the chest.

“I never forget a crew member.”

It was then Lisa noticed that the Captain was no man but a woman.

“If you wish to join my crew you must prove yourself.” Unsheathing a dagger from the side of her ankle.

Lisa reveals her dagger.

“Does killing a man three times my size proof enough?” Lisa stammers.

“Where’d you get that dagger? You killed Blake, the Giant?”

“Aye, I had fallen into a ditch, and he found me. He asked me to dig the chest out then after, thought to ask for further services. It was in defense.”

The captain returns the dagger into its sheath chuckling.

“Ah, good riddance. The Gold?” She asks fixing herself a glass of a strong smelling alcohol.


The captain sneers, “Sure. Welcome aboard.”

Lisa couldn’t be sure of the captain’s words. “What’s the lady you were with worth to you?”

The captain quirks an eyebrow sitting at her table surrounded by different variations of maps and odd items scattered on top.

“Nothing, just a spoilt lady persistent in bringing her and another passenger away. A waste of time, she did not have the map her grandfather stolen from my father.” Brushing a sheet away grumpily.

Lisa’s heart skips a beat. There was a map framed inside the library that the mistress never ventured too.

“I think I know where it is.”

“You know her?”

“She was my mistress.”

“Ah, will I see you again or will you go use the map yourself?”

“I’ll be back.”

“Go, finish your business. With the map at your return, you and I will talk. If not, I will hunt you down.”

Lisa smiles, “Aye aye Captain.”