[Cheeb]

marking to watch!!

[roadkill.]

fable name:
entry:

mark. i looove kirins.

[☼ morgana]

fable name: morgana 1012721
entry: ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ? ᴍᴇ?! ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Draco gasped for air, his face stretched into horror as he looked into the shimmering waters of the Fountain of Truth. It couldn't be!
Before him was a vision of great suffering, loss of life, and a fallen kingdom. His kingdom. How? Why? The vision continued, showing
fables clad in armor, marked with his royal house. But they were attacking his subjects! Why? The vision changed once more, showing
him on his own throne, fire all around his coral palace, lighting his face in the otherwise dark space. It was contorted into a wretched,
evil smile.

No! No, no, no! This couldn't be the truth! Draco refused to believe it. With a "hmph!", he turned on his heels and walked away. But something
ate away at his mind. Something foul this way comes. And it was going to be him. He had no choice.

--

Standing amidst the remains of a long destroyed coral palace, you find what little remains: a notebook. Whoever was king fell to insanity
trying to prevent something vile he had seen in the legendary Fountain of Truth. In his insanity trying to stop the cataclysm, he destroyed
his own kingdom.

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[Meekins12345]

fable name: Zhengyue
entry:

[L.V.L]

fable name: Ahuizotl
entry:

----------My breath caught as my eyes landed on it. It shimmered under a veil of mist, its crystalline surface undisturbed by time. I knew the tales since I was young - ancient legends spoke of its power; when a Fable approached its sacred waters and peered in, their true self would be revealed - not just how others saw them, but the deepest truth of what they really were. Some saw greatness. Others saw despair. I hadn't come here seeking glory; I came for answers. My hooves made little to no sound as I stepped towards the edge of the water, leaning forward. I saw what everyone else sees, with my reflection staring back, waves of glimmering blue scales and elegant fins catching the light shown through the holes of the cavern. I looked strong and graceful.
----------But then the water rippled. My reflection shifted - my mane darkened like the deep, dark ocean blue. Eyes burned with hunger, not warmth. My mouth twisted into something sharp and wrong. A monster.
----------"No," I whispered staggering backwards, "That's not me."
----------But the creature in the water didn't vanish. It stayed, mimicking every breath I took. Eyes locked with mine. And then it spoke - in my voice but it was thick with venom.
----------"You knew I would be here."
----------My chest tightened - "You're not real." my voice echoed through the walls with doubt.
----------"I'm the storm you buried inside. The fury you choked down." its lips parted and smiled with teeth I didn't know I had.
----------This couldn't be true. It couldn't be me. I squeezed my eyes shut in hope it would disappear, "I'm not like you."
----------"Oh, but you are," it hissed, "You just don't want to admit it."
----------"I've hurt others." I whispered, dropping to my knees, claws diggings into the stone. The truth cracked inside me, "I've hidden. I've lashed out. I came here because ... because I don't know where I end and the anger begins. I just want to let go." The water shifted, but the creature of me remained.
----------"You wanted to forget me."
----------My voice broke, "Yes."
----------The word shattered something inside me. I wanted to take it back, but it hung in the air. Yes - I had wanted to forget the fury. Yes - I had wanted to be rid of the thing snarling beneath my skin. Yes - I had lied to myself.
----------"I tried," I whispered, trembling. "I tried to be gentle. I tried to be what they needed, what they asked of me. This beautiful, fragile vessel." I watched as the reflection's grin widened, something I hated how familiar it felt. "I let them carve me into something quiet. But the silence was never mine. It was a cage, a lie. And you..." I got up and stepped closer, my hooves steady now. "You are the only thing that ever told the truth."
----------The creature in the water stood taller, proud. I stared into its jagged smile and saw my own - reflecting perfectly. A strange peace settled over me, firm and sure.
----------"I'm done pretending I was ever just harmless. There is venom in my kindness. There is rot in my soul. There is you - and you are me." And it felt good, like a chain snapping into place. "I am not what they wanted. I am not pure, nor kind or good." The wind howled softly through the cavern for the first time and it did not protest. I leaned over the water, pressing my horns to its surface - the reflection did not shift away.
----------We merged. And when I stood again, I was no longer at war with myself or her. I didn't need to fight the monster - I had to become her. I now stared back at us - scales darker, the shimmer duller but real. My steps no longer hesitated. The world would whisper new stories - of a Fable who went to find the truth and never returned.
----------But I had found it. I was the storm. I was the lie. I was the truth they were to afraid to name. And I had never felt more whole.[/list]

and if we can include a song: "Experience" by Ludovico Einaudi

[lilpupin]

fable name: Roost
entry: (winner is allowed to keep art!)

[Tilluels-Paradise]

fable name: Acheron
entry:

Acheron had spent years digging in libraries already long abandoned, begging for even a scrap of information from anyone he could, digging through jungles barely able to stand just for the hope of getting to this fountain. This beautiful, enchanting, ethereal fountain. He needs to know, he needs to know what will stare back at him when he looks in, he needs to. This pull, this inescapable drag in pursuit of this fountain, it nearly brings him to his knees as he inches forward terrified, and exhilarated, stuck between two highs of emotion that can’t seem to settle. He does drop when he is at its edge and the pull drags him down to the ground, he needs to see. So he pushes up against the invisible chains and he stares down into the water. And his mind goes blank. Suddenly free. Chains gone from his body, the sting of cuts on his body forgotten, the tiredness evaporated just by the glance of these waters. He feels at peace and for a moment he wonders if this is death? Was this his purpose in life had he achieved what he was meant to? Did his life lead to this point from the start? Or did he push too far, was his body lying at the edge of this fountain as his soul drifted into the water? He didn’t know, but this rush, this unworldly pure essence of life and sereneness that soaks into his body as he stares at the waves. The waves, the water, he can’t describe it with words, at least not ones he knows. They are everything. They make every other thing in his life, in the world seem bleak and meaningless compared to them, compared to these indescribable waves. And he pauses. Waves. He hasn’t seen his reflection yet. But the water is slowing, and slowing, and finally they become like a glass so utterly still and yet still other worldly as he blinks down and finally looks down to see what will stare back at him.

What he sees is not him. Not in any way that he could explain to another. This being in the water is not, could never be him. But when he looks in the eyes of the reflection he feels himself. He is not the creature, but he is part of it. He doesn’t know why, but the thought of that fills him with joyful anticipation, he wants to be one with this entity. And somehow he knows he will be, he knows he will not leave this fountain the same, if at all. He can feel the way that by looking he is tied to the being, to the fountain. He is meant to be here. It wasn’t a mistake. He needed to be here, to see this future, this truth whatever it may be. He needed to see, and he does. He doesn’t know what the creature is, a guardian? A spirit? A simple reflection? But it has a feeling that it pours into him as he stares, a sense of peace, of fulfillment, of happiness, of kindness, of so many other things he can’t begin to describe. But he can feel what the entity gives to him. He feels the anger, the tiredness, the longing fade as he is consumed by the magic of the waters. He feels so at peace as he stares at it again, it seems to blend into the waters so perfectly he can’t tell where either starts or begins but he can see it’s eyes the same deep amber staring back at him, it’s scales and fur seeming almost crystalline as they glitter in the water. He feels like he could stare forever. A part of him, the longing for this, for this being in the water he didn’t know he’d find wishes he could stare forever. But the rest of him knows, he won’t. That there’s more, that his story is not over staring at this creature. And he’s not. The entity moves when he does not, it reaches its head till its nose is lying just under the surface. He feels a pull again, a softer kinder one, asking him to do the same. And he does so, he lifts himself up further and gently lowers his head till his nose touches the water. And while there is no creature there. He feels it, he feels a cold that doesn’t seem to bite, a force that presses back on his nose, a feeling of warmth in his soul. He cannot touch this creature but that does not take away its existence. It is there. He can feel the warmth, the love, and the bond that he has with this being that he can’t understand. But it is real, and for a moment a fleeting thought pops into his head. A thought that he should go in. And he does. He tips into the water and he nearly cries when the water, the being, tells him no. When he knows that it is not time yet. And the tears begin to fall as his heart wrenches at the denial, the connection to the waters and the entity inside them are so sudden and overwhelming he can’t imagine walking away and he tries to share that as best as he can with his pleading eyes. And while it doesn’t relent it presses its snout against his again and sends warmth and comfort to him. A promise that while cannot join them now, he can, and will when he is meant to, it just isn’t now. So he accepts and he climbs back out and leans on the cool bricks with only dew on his scales to say he was ever in the fountain. And now, he gives himself a moment before getting up on the wobbly legs of a foal as he makes his way home. He feels lost as he wanders, but not without purpose. He has found it, he just has to wait. But he will know when it is time. And he will be there. And they will be one. Just not yet. (1024 words)

[almond.milk]

fable name: Muirgen
entry:
i am from whence you came, old friend

[Aldersnap]

fable name: TBN
entry: aa mark!

[Shisou]

fable name: Kasumi
entry: Kasumi wondered aimlessly through the foggy forest and she didn't want to admit it but she was terribly lost within the fog covered forest. She was beginning to question why she was even here but kept on reminding herself that this would all be worth it in the end once she found the fountain of truth, even if she was scared of what she might see within the fountains reflection.

She continued to wonder through the trees twisting and turning in an effort to try and find her way out of the fog, she huffed in annoyance as she looked around "I feel like I'm going in circles" she said to herself as she continued looking around until her eyes fall on a strange glow that had broken through the foggy hazy. Kasumi trotted towards the glow and as she pushed past the tree's and bushes her eyes widen, finally she had found the fountain of truth but it was more of a pond than a fountain. She remained where she was trying to build up the courage to approach the pond and then finally trotted over to the pond's edge and peered down.

At first she didn't see anything but her regular reflection within the water but then after a few moments her reflection began to shift into a sad reflection one that held a great sense of loneliness within it. She stepped back and looked away not wanting to see her reflection because what she had feared would stare back at her was there...Her loneliness and sorrow stared back at her and she didn't want to face it. Kasumi was about to run away when a soft voice called put to her it was her voice. "Please...don't go" her reflection called. Kasumi turned back to the pond and peer down again at herself. "I don't want to be alone...you don't want to be alone anymore. " her reflection spoke once more. Tear's began to fall from Kasumi's eye's as she finally accepted her truth, she didn't want to be alone anymore she didn't want to keep pushing other's away, she had been alone for so long ever since her family had been lost and she would push away anyone who tried to get close to her in fear of losing them too. Kasumi frantically tried to wipe away her Tear's as her memories came flashing before her eyes but her tears just kept on falling until she took a deep breath and stared at her reflection which now held the same expression as her, an expression of determination. " I refuse to let my sorrow and loneliness rule over me any long! " she spoke conveniently to herself as she turned from the pond and made her way back to where she came.

Kasumi knew that this is what her family would of wanted for her, that they would of wanted her to find other fables and develop friendships and perhaps even find love. She knew now that they wouldn't want her to be alone and for her to suffer from her loneliness and so Kasumi had finally accepted her true self.