Short stories about fairy tales that come from my country

"You see, I'm his fairy Godmother."
"_"
.
Everyone rolled their eyes at the mysterious man when they heard his so-called identity.
Who within the Pyno continent didn't know the story of Cinderella?
2 years ago when merchants started bringing in things from Baymard like crazy, the storybooks like Cinderella and Snow White were one of the first works of art to hit the Pyno continent.
Storytellers in high established bars and even those who told their tales on the streets all echoed out these Baymardian tales for their illiterate or unlearned guests.
And one could imagine that they made quite a fortune from it all.
Because even if someone was just a passerby, after listening to one tale, they usually got hooked and ended up sitting on the floor to listen to more tales from the storyteller.
And those who sat had to drop any amount of coins that they were willing to spare into a bowl if tgey wanted to continue listening.
Of course, storytellers who typically told their tales in high-end bars were also paid generously as well since they managed to pull in customers and keep them ordering and drinking more than they usually would. 
Additionally, actors performed plays on these Baymardian tales.
And even street performers gathered small children around a small box to act out the drama with sock puppets.
For sure, villagers weren't exempt from listening to these tales, as those who had to trade their goods in the nearby towns or cities soon got to hear of these Baymardian tales.
Empires also focused their attention on these stories and regarded them as wonderful books of literature and poetry.... especially the story of Romeo & Juliet.
And now, the upper echelons would belittle those who didn't even know such 'common' stories.
Women would gather around for tea parties and get a cultured storyteller to properly tell the tale.
Of course they would read it privately at their convenience, but at times it was more fun listening to them in groups.
And the funny thing was that these tales from Baymard seemed to never end.
Be it Grim adventure tales or even tales of Zeus and the Gods, there were just so many stories that kept many people fascinated.
Nonetheless, Cinderella was one of the first Baymardian books to hit the Pyno continent.
So it definitely intrigued the interest of the masses.
Even the kings and princes of several empires read it too, as well as studied how the nature of the book.
Of course, they were more concerned with how the pages and cover covers were made.
And what ink had they used in writing it?
The whole thing was revolutionary!
At that time, they read as much as they could because for them, it was better to know everything about this newly growing empire that seemed to produce several magical items. 
So with all that said, how could the men within the arena not know Cinderella's tale?
.
They rolled their eyes at the mysterious youth below and didn't for one minute believe his identity.
If he was a Fairy Godmother, then where were his wand and wings?
Please!
Who was he trying to fool?
But then again, maybe he was.
After all, he created pink smoke out of thin air and killed the bagwers within the smoke.
Nonetheless, some of them didn't believe that he just appeared in the arena like a fairy.
Nope! 
3 minutes was a lot of time for someone to jump down from the audience and assist the prisoners below.
In fact, they felt like the prisoners were in it as well.
Of course, everyone had their own crazy ideas locked up in their heads as they gazed at the so-called fairy Godmother who nonchalantly stood in the arena calmly.
Their Commander looked at the mysterious youth and scuffed.
"Boy!
Do you take us for fools?
Look around you!
Do you think that you'll be able to get out of here alive without our mercy?
I'll give you a chance to survive if you answer me truthfully.
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" The commander bellowed out angrily.
And instantly, the entire place fell into silence.
.
Silence!
Everyone's ears were perked up like that of a fox', as they truly wanted to know the real identity of the man below.
Even the prisoners themselves were curiously waiting for the youth's response too.
Henry didn't for one minute think that the youth was his Fairy Godmother.
If it were true, then why did he live such a miserable life till now?
The mysterious youth, AKA Landon, just looked up and smiled.
"Who am I?
Of course, I'm his Fairy Godmother!
But just to convince you all a bit more, let me all tell you a brief tale.
You see, far away, there was a magnificent kingdom called the Fairy Kingdom.
And this fairy Godmother was one of the inhabitants of that kingdom.
As a dutiful citizen, this fairy Godmother has been working hard all day long without rest.
The fairy Godmother ran up and down the fairy kingdom doing its best to better the kingdom in the long run.
So after a day of hard work, this Fairy Godmother thought that it would be rewarded with a good night's rest.
But who would've thought that its boss would heartlessly out more work on him?" As Landon spoke, his expression flipped 180 degrees over when he thought of how he had dragged his aching body all the way here.
Luckily, he had gotten an energy-boosting and muscle relaxing pill from the system.
So now he was much better.
Still, he was just annoyed that the system would just send him on missions without considering his feelings.
All he was saying was that the system would have told him a long time ago that Henry had been captured, so that he would've freed the guy while they were still on route to this base.
By then rather than fighting an entire base, would've he have fought a fewer number?
He felt like the system just lived to see him suffer a bit.
And that was just too annoying.
.
"In the end, this faith Godmother heard the cry of its child and decided to come to its aid.
So you see, I'm his fairy Godmother."
--silence-- 
The commander's lips quivered in rage as he looked at the snotty-nosed brat below.
"Good! Good! Good Mr. Fairy Godmother.
Since you've come to his aid, then I take it that you're one of them?"
"Of course!
What are you, stupid?"
'Bam!'
The commander hit his stony-slab before him and quickly stood up while pointing at Landon angrily.
"Good!
Since you want to die so much, then I'll grant your wish happily.
Men!
Get him.
Get that Fairy Godmother Now!!"


Author here; Please make sure to check out my other book!
Thank you all for tuning in..... English is my second language... so I promise to try my best.
Again, the first few chapters may seem slow, but trust me, everything will fall into place. there's a reason for everything.
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•In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... &
•Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Well, now back to the synopsis....
Er-erhmm. 
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Chu Yi dies in a car crash and becomes Landon Barn, the illegitimate son of king Barn, ruler of Arcadina. Because his mother was a maid and the king’s greatest disgrace, his father had always despised him. The same could be said for his half-siblings. 

When he turned 15, his father had announced that the city of Baymard would be given to him, and would no longer be under the empire's control. It was a well known fact that Baymard’s lands were barren, and poverty stricken.... For god’s sake, this was banishment.

His deadbeat father had indirectly banished him from the empire.

Chu Yi woke up in a carriage, on his way to Baymard with a system

"So what if my father hates me? So what if I’m banished?.... I will turn my territory into a modern society"

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Author-san: the book is a bit fast paced. But it be really be worth it. so just give it a try and you might be surprised.

"Good morning, brother."

"Morning."

"I have breakfast with me," she said, placing the bowl of soup on the adjustable table on the bed.

"Yuehai, can I ask you for a favor?" Yuan asked her as he's being fed like a patient in a hospital.

"What is it?"

"I'd like to hear some fairy tales tonight." His words dumbfounded Yuehai, who wasn't expecting such a request.

"Why fairy tales?" She asked in a worrying tone, afraid the illness might have finally messed up his mind.

"I made a friend in the game, and she happens to be a young NPC. I promised her I'd tell her more fairy tales," he explained.

"You are telling fairy tales to NPCs? Brother… what are you doing, really?" She sighed, thinking how silly he was being.

"Don't let the fact that they are NPCs fool you into thinking that they are not worth your time. They move, think, react, and speak like real players. You wouldn't know if they are a real player or not unless you ask them.

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't do anything weird to her, alright?"

"W...Weird? Why would I do anything weird?" Yuan asked.

"Haven't you heard? There have been plenty of perverts getting killed for touching NPCs inappropriately. The penalty for death is extremely harsh in this game from what I heard."

"Perverts touching NPCs? You can do that in this game?" Yuan lifted his eyebrows in surprise. What a profound game!

"Ah! You're thinking about doing something perverted, aren't you!? Don't even think about it, brother! I prohibit you from doing that as your sister!"

"That only works if you are the older one, no?" He smiled.

"Then… then I will stop taking care of you! Hmph!"

"Aiii… You think your brother is some kind of pervert that likes to touch NPCs? I have my own pride, you know." He sighed, "Anyway, what is this death penalty, and what happens if you die?" He was more interested in that then the perverts in the game.

"According to those who have died, some became unable to cultivate after death while some have even lost their cultivation base entirely, requiring them to restart from scratch."

Yuan pondered. "So you basically have to start from the beginning… That is indeed very harsh for a game."

"Additionally, some people have already tried to buy new consoles to start fresh but guess what? They still appear in the game with the same character!"

"So we are limited to one character no matter what?" Yuan cannot comprehend the game creators' motive for creating such a system; it's almost as if they want humans to live in another world with life as realistic as possible.

"Ah, brother, it's time for me to go to school. I will pick up some fairy tales on the way home," she said before leaving.

"Thank you."

—

"She's not here…" Yuan looked around for a small figure, but Xiao Hua was nowhere to be found. "I guess she went home."

He decided to sit down and cultivate to wait for her. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. Until night came, Yuan sat there like a stone statue, cultivating and unaware that time had passed by so quickly.

10,000/10,000

<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>

<You have reached Second Level Spirit Apprentice>

<All stats +150>

10,005/20,000

20,000/20,000

<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>

<You have reached Third Level Spirit Apprentice>

<All stats +200>

20,005/40,000

40,000/40,000

<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>

<You have reached Fourth Level Spirit Apprentice>

<All stats +250>

80,000/80,000

<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>

<You have reached Fifth Level Spirit Apprentice>

<All stats +300>

148,550/160,000

Yuan did not stop cultivating until it was time for him to eat dinner. "We couldn't play today but that's fine. At least I will have stories ready for the next time we meet." He stared at the night sky for a moment before logging off.

—

After feeding Yuan and getting him cleaned, Yuehai began reading fairy tales to him like a mother telling stories to her child before bedtime, but her voice was still too immature to sound like a real mother.

"How was my narration?" she asked him in a cheeky tone.

"It sucked…"

"What—Fine! You can read it yourself next time!"

"Ah! I'm sorry, Yuehai. I was only joking." Yuan hurriedly corrected himself, "Your voice was so beautiful that I thought you were a real fairy!"

Yuehai blushed. "It was embarrassing to read these childish stories out loud, you know?" she said later, "I will remember this debt you owe me!"

"Yes yes, I will even give you my life, so find me a few more fairy tales, okay?"

"..."

"Yuehai?" He called out to her after receiving no answer.

"Brother, please don't say things like that ever again," said Yuehai with a serious expression on her face, her voice somewhat sorrowful.

Yuan quickly realized that he had screwed up. "I'm sorry…" he apologized right away.

"As long as you understand…" Yuehai left his side to close the light, "Brother, it is getting late, you should go to sleep now."

"Un. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, brother."

—

Inside her room, Yuehai surfed the internet on her phone for some time before sleeping like always.

"This player Yuan is very mysterious and baffling. In just two days since the game's launch, he was able to be the first to obtain a Divine-rank skill and finish a Hidden Quest. Is he even human?"

Despite not being able to play the game due to school and Yuan, she would still keep up with the newest information about the game so when the time comes for her to play, she wouldn't feel too lost. "Meanwhile, my brother is fooling around with a young NPC…" she smiled bitterly at that thought.

"Wow, his bounty has increased to five million already!" Her eyes widened at the effort and money others were willing to put out just to find this one player.

"So much fame… how envious…" she turned the phone off and closed her eyes. "Brother too... used to be flickering with lights under the spotlight..." she sighed before slowly falling asleep.

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"Good morning, brother."
"Morning."
"I have breakfast with me," she said, placing the bowl of soup on the adjustable table on the bed.
"Yu Rou, can I ask you for a favor?" Yuan asked her as he's being fed like a patient in a hospital.
"What is it?"
"I'd like to hear some fairy tales tonight." His words dumbfounded her, who wasn't expecting such a request.
"Why fairy tales?" She asked in a worrying tone, afraid the illness might have finally messed up his mind.
"I made a friend in the game, and she happens to be a young NPC. I promised her that I'd tell her more fairy tales," he explained.
"You are telling fairy tales to NPCs? Brother… what are you doing, really?" Yu Rou sighed, thinking how silly he was being.
"Don't let the fact that they are NPCs fool you into thinking that they are not worth your time. They move, think, react, and speak like real Players. You wouldn't know if they are a real Player or not unless you ask them.
"Yeah, yeah. Just don't do anything weird to her, alright?"
"W...Weird? Why would I do anything weird?" Yuan asked.
"Haven't you heard? There have been plenty of perverts getting killed for touching NPCs inappropriately. The penalty for death is extremely harsh in this game from what I heard."
"Perverts touching NPCs? You can do that in this game?" Yuan lifted his eyebrows in surprise. What a profound game!
"Ah! You're thinking about doing something perverted, aren't you!? Don't even think about it, brother! I prohibit you from doing that as your sister!"
"That only works if you are the older one, no?" He smiled.
"Then… then I will stop taking care of you! Hmph!"
"Aiii… Do you think your brother is some kind of pervert that likes to touch NPCs? Unlike some people, I have morals, you know." He sighed, and continued to speak, "Anyway, what is this death penalty, and what happens if you die?" He was more interested in that than the perverts in the game.
"According to those who have died, some became unable to cultivate after death while some have even lost their cultivation base entirely, requiring them to restart from scratch."
Yuan pondered. "So you basically have to start from the beginning… That is indeed very harsh for a game."
"Additionally, some people have already tried to buy new consoles to start fresh but guess what? They still appear in the game with the same character!"
"So we are limited to one character no matter what?" Yuan cannot comprehend the game creators' motive for creating such a system; it's almost as if they want humans to live in another world with life as realistic as possible.
"Ah, brother, it's time for me to go to school. I will pick up some fairy tales on the way home," she said before leaving.
"Thank you."
—
"She's not here…" Yuan looked around for a small figure, but Xiao Hua was nowhere to be found. "I guess she went home."
He decided to sit down and cultivate to wait for her. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. Until night came, Yuan sat there like a stone statue, cultivating and unaware that time had passed by so quickly.
10,000/10,000
<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>
<You have reached Second Level Spirit Apprentice>
<All stats +150>
10,005/20,000
20,000/20,000
<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>
<You have reached Third Level Spirit Apprentice>
<All stats +200>
20,005/40,000
40,000/40,000
<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>
<You have reached Fourth Level Spirit Apprentice>
<All stats +250>
80,000/80,000
<You have absorbed enough Qi for a breakthrough>
<You have reached Fifth Level Spirit Apprentice>
<All stats +300>
148,550/160,000
Yuan did not stop cultivating until it was time for him to eat dinner. "We couldn't play today but that's fine. At least I will have stories ready for the next time we meet." He stared at the night sky for a moment before logging off.
—
After feeding Yuan and getting him cleaned, Yu Rou began reading fairy tales to him like a mother would tell stories to her child before bedtime, but her voice was still too immature to sound like a real mother.
"How was my narration?" she asked him in a cheeky tone.
"It sucked…"
"What—Fine! You can read it yourself next time!"
"Ah! I'm sorry, Yu Rou. I was only joking." Yuan hurriedly corrected himself, "Your voice was so heavenly that I thought you were a real fairy!"
Yu Rou blushed. "It was embarrassing to read these childish stories out loud, you know?" she said later, "I will remember this debt you owe me!"
"Yes yes, I will even give you my life, so find me a few more fairy tales, okay?"
"..."
"Yu Rou?" He called out to her after receiving no answer.
"Brother, please don't say things like that ever again," said Yu Rou with a serious expression on her face, her voice somewhat sorrowful.
Yuan quickly realized that he had screwed up. "I'm sorry…" he apologized right away.
"As long as you understand…" Yu Rou left his side to close the light, "Brother, it is getting late, you should go to sleep now."
"Un. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, brother."
— 
Inside her room, Yu Rou surfed the internet on her phone for some time before sleeping like always.
"This player Yuan is very mysterious and baffling. In just two days since the game's launch, he was able to become the first Player to obtain a Divine-rank skill and finish a Hidden Quest. Is he even human?"
Despite not being able to play the game due to school and Yuan, she would still keep up with the newest information about the game so when the time comes for her to play, she wouldn't feel too lost. "Meanwhile, my brother is fooling around with a young NPC…" she smiled bitterly at that thought.
"Wow, his bounty has increased to five million already!" Her eyes widened at the effort and money others were willing to put out just to find this one player.
"So much fame… how envious…" she turned the phone off and closed her eyes. "Brother too... used to be flickering with lights under the spotlight..." she sighed before slowly falling asleep.

Yuan was born with an incurable illness that left him blind at a young age and crippled a few years later, rendering everything below his head useless. Deemed hopeless and irredeemable, his parents quickly gave up on him, and the world ignored him.

In this dark and still world, his younger sister became his sole reason for living.

Watch as this young man reaches for the apex as a genius in Cultivation Online, the newest VRMMORPG, becoming a legendary figure in both worlds.

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My other novels: Dual Cultivation/ Hero's Carnage

The next day, Tayaw and Chala met up at a sparsely crowded café near his dorm at 8 in the morning. Yesterday evening, Chala, after a whole spending the entire afternoon in the negotiations, called back again to inform Tayaw that the negotiation has gone smoothly and would bring over the contracts for Tayaw to sign. From Chala's voice over the phone yesterday, it seemed like this deal was better than the usual deal for debut authors.
Joining Chala, who was already waiting at a table furthest from the entrance of the café, Tayaw was wearing an anticipating expression on his face. "So, did it go well?" Chala took out a few pages of papers from his briefcase handed them to Tayaw with a smile. "Oh. I think it went better than we expected. You can take a look." Tayaw also began reading the contract.
Topaz offered Tayaw a 12000 bgc credit with 15% starting royalty for net sales of hardcover books and 10% starting royalty for net sales of paperbacks. Topaz, in accordance to Tayaw's demands, is planning on publishing hard cover and paperback in novel forms, instead of Topaz's original idea of making each story in the book into children's picture books. They begrudgingly relented when Chala told them that Tayaw would rather not publish the book with them if they cannot meet this condition.
Regarding the hardcover versions, Tayaw's royalty will start at 15% for the first 3500 books sold. After that, it increases to 20% for the next 7000 books, after that to 25% for the consequent book sales. With the paperbacks, Tayaw's starting royalty is at 10% for the first 3500 books sold, 15% for the next 7000 books sold, and finally at 20% fixed royalty for the consequent books sales. 
This means that if a hardcover version is sold for 30 BGC in stores, Topaz's share from that sale is around 15 BGC, around 50%. Out of the 15 BGC that Topaz earned, Tayaw will get an initial 15% share of 2.25 BGC each hard cover book sold. After the 3500th book sale, Tayaw's share will increase to 20%, 3BGC from each book sold. After the 10500th sale, his share will increase to 25%, 3.75 per hardcover book sold.  The same principle applies to the paperback versions.  Tayaw was satisfied with the numbers. He was also sure that Chala deserves credit for a huge part in this deal. The royalties offered to him are better than the royalties offered to debut authors, which tells Tayaw of Topaz's confidence in his book.  
"So, are we good?" Chala asked Tayaw rhetorically seeing the satisfied smile on Tayaw's face. He then handed Tayaw a thick envelope. Seeing this, Tayaw was confused, and as he opened the envelope, his confusion turned to surprise. Inside the envelope are tens of 100 bgc bills. He looked at Chala for an explanation. "5,000 BGC, an off the books gift from Topaz. You're a smart lad, you know what this means right?" Chala said. Tayaw just nodded.
During the negotiation yesterday, Chala called Tayaw a couple of times for his opinions which included Tayaw's rejection of the Children's picture book idea. This gift therefore implies many things. One is that Topaz still has not given up with the Children's picture book ideas, and may want to ask Tayaw the rights to make the stories in his book into Children's picture books in the future. Second, they are also asking Tayaw to publish his second volume with Topaz. After a minute of consideration, Tayaw took 1000 BGC from the stack and gave it to Chala and keeping the rest for himself. Chala, seeing this gesture, nodded in approval of Tayaw's decision. It is best for Tayaw to keep publishing with Topaz. Topaz being generous to Tayaw, expressed their sincerity in working with him in the future. It is just unwise and will result to infamy for Tayaw to refuse.
"Good. If you're satisfied, you can sign the contract now. I'll get us coffee, what do you want? My treat." Chala urged Tayaw, satisfied with his smooth working relationship him. "Café au lait." Tayaw replied as his newly bought Parker signing pen got busy.
A few minutes later, Chala gulped down the last of his coffee and received the signed contract which he put back inside his briefcase. "Mr. Rotala, how about another cup of coffee? On me this time, plus some snacks." Tayaw said as he waved for a server. Chala was surprised. This meant Tayaw has another business with him. "Sure." He said.
Tayaw opened his back pack and pulled out a thick envelope, removed its contents and handed it to Chala. Chala, accepting what could only be a manuscript, widened his eyes when he saw the title page. 'Grimm's Fairy Tales for Adults – Vol. 1'. "This-"he was stunned as he looked at Tayaw, who only gestured him to take a look inside.
Chala read a good part of Tayaw's Grimm's Fairy Tales for Children, so he was shocked at the contrast that the manuscript he is currently reading provided. He was familiar with the stories but reading them in a gloomier, darker, and gorier form made him appreciate the stories better. As a middle aged man, he felt like he would not be embarrassed reading this in front of strangers. The stories despite being fairy tales are more logical, more immersive, and most importantly more relatable to his tastes and to him as a person. While unknowingly giving a View Point to Tayaw, he slowly immersed himself in the manuscript. He also did not notice the server's arrival along with the coffee she set on the table.
"Mr. Rotala, your coffee is getting colder." Chala was interrupted by Tayaw who pushed a cup of black coffee to his field of vision. He put down the manuscript and picked up the cup as and absentmindedly drank. He is still mulling over the images in his head while he was reading the manuscript. He wants to ask Tayaw about the manuscript but don't know which questions to ask.
"What do you think of the manuscript, Mr. Rotala?" Tayaw asked after letting Chala sort his thoughts.
"It was… an experience. I feel like the characters are more alive." Chala, who was usually more eloquent, replied shortly but meaningfully. Tayaw agreed with his assessment. While reading the fairy tales while they were still in his head, he also enjoyed the adults version and he felt like they are more expandable.
"I am thinking about publishing it as well." Tayaw said. Chala nodded at this. "I think it's a good idea to publish it along with the Children's version. It will also boost your name as an author by releasing two books. Although they have the same stories, their contrast will gather the attention of a wider range of audiences."
"I think so too. We can sign another contract immediately if you want to work on this book as well." Tayaw offered Chala. Chala can see Tayaw's generosity and sincerity in the offer. Even if it will take longer, Tayaw can just find another agent. And yet, Tayaw still chose him for the job. "Of course I want to! I like you kid, so I can accept less than my pay with the Children's version. I will print up an agreement later on. In the meantime, I will bring this manuscript along with me back to Topaz to see what they think."
Seeing his untouched confection on the table, Chala picked up the fork as he sliced into the slice of blueberry cake. While enjoying the sweetness and creaminess of the cake, something popped up inside Chala's mind. He preferred the adults' version more, so he was confused at why Tayaw decided to release the children's version first. "By the way, I think the adults' version is better. Why didn't you release it first?"
"Do you still remember the contents of my letter when I first e-mailed you?" Tayaw replied with another question. Remembering Tayaw's critique on the existing fairy tales and the dissatisfaction he expressed on his letter, Chala finally understood Tayaw's reasoning.
"Not only do I want the current and future generation of children be told more nuanced fairy tales, I also want their parents, who didn't get to have the chance to enjoy my fairy tales as children, appreciate the my fairy tales as adults." Tayaw elaborated with resolve in his eyes. If it was another typical debut author that said this, Chala would just curse their arrogance in his mind while fawning outwardly. Tayaw, to him, however is different to other authors even the established ones. An author of Tayaw's level should just be concerned about his book being published, but what Chala is currently witnessing in Tayaw is something that is bigger and beyond of just writing books. Chala's impression of Tayaw has elevated even higher. In his eyes, Tayaw is no longer just a promising talent. He now sees Tayaw as a real artist. Not just an author who want to tell their story, but a real literary artist who can affect the world with his work. Whether or not Tayaw will succeed to become a famous author in the future, to Chala will always respect him as an artist
If Tayaw is to know what Chala is thinking, he would be looking for a hole to hide. The intentions he told Chala are real, but an artist? He is not. Not yet, anyways.

A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

People scattered.

They all returned to their seats.

No one cared about the harsh words Zhang Ye said. This was because, be it Tian Bin, Jia Yan or Wang Xiaomei and company, everyone knew that it was impossible. Not even Zhang Ye, even a famous broadcasting host in the industry, with an extreme amount of fame would not be able to revive "Old and Young Story Club" from the dead in five days. Everyone worked in the same industry. They knew the limitations and bottlenecks of the segment. Why was "Old and Young Story Club" always low on the ratings? This was probably fated.

This segment was in the afternoon time slot, which was 12 noon to 1 P.M. The segment was to tell stories like children’s fairy tales. From the moment the segment was established, it already had a pitfall and a limitation. As a result, this segment had never become popular. In recent years, it carried on returning low ratings. 

Why? This was because it was no longer like years ago. There was too much information in present-day society. Communication methods and technology were improving by the day. People no longer used the radio to obtain information. Typically, children were still in school during this afternoon time slot, other than during Winter and Summer breaks. Those who were not in school, because they were too young, would not be able to understand the stories. Those who were in school did not have the time to listen. This created this awkward situation.

Furthermore, children's literature was becoming more and more downtrodden. Be it the quality or quantity of works, they were all decreasing. If one carefully counted, the more famous new fairy tales this year only included "Can Kites Fly?" and "Tong Tong's Day". However, these two stories could not be split up and broadcast over an entire year, right? Children might not even listen to it. The same old stories were listened to over and over again. Those which were famous had been heard by everyone. Those that were not famous were not well-liked by everyone. So in such an environment, who would listen to the radio?

Not only the Beijing Radio Station, even many radio stations all over the country were cancelling their children story segments. The market was as such. No one could reverse the situation.

Hence, Zhang Ye's words were treated as a joke. Many people did not even bother retorting. There was no meaning behind having an exchange and clarification.

"Little Zhang." Teacher Feng also said, "You really think so?"

Zhang Ye said in a determined fashion, "I didn't have this thought yesterday, but I have it now!" This rascal was a warrior. He was still resigning himself to despair before, but now, after seeing Deputy Station Head Jia and his family challenging him, his fighting spirit was rekindled. He was full of energy!

"You don't understand the situation." Teacher Feng wanted to explain it to him.

However, Zhang Ye refused to listen, "You don't have to speak any further. I do not need to understand the situation either. You don't have to care what I do. You just focus on your retirement procedures. Hand everything over to me. I, Zhang Ye, will guarantee you that ‘Old and Young Story Club’ will soar to even greater heights! I will not let your baby end in my hands! If you believe me, then don't leave the unit first. Aren’t there still five days left? Five days is sufficient! See how I make our program do well! ‘Soaring Youth’? I'll let that Jia Yan never be able to have his segment!"

Upon hearing that, Teacher Feng also felt a little excited, "You really can do it? But the segment's stories are all those fairy tales from the past. No matter how good your broadcasting skills are, everyone only cares about the story."

Zhang Ye flatly said, "Then I'll write my own stories!"

"You do not have children. You won't understand the mentality of children!" Teacher Feng cautioned him, "This is different from writing a novel or composing a poem!"

Zhang Ye was confident, "Wait and see. I'll make them not be able to speak a single word!"

"Alright, then go ahead and try. It's not early anymore. Let's go to the recording studio. On the way, I'll tell you things you need to pay attention to." Teacher Feng brought Zhang Ye along with him.

However, just as they took a few steps, Li Si came forward, "Teacher Feng, Teacher Jia just went to Recording Studio #3 to record his new segment. You will need to wait."

Teacher Feng's voice changed, "Which Teacher Jia?"

"It's Teacher Jia, Jia Yan." Li Si no longer spoke to Teacher Feng as respectfully as in the past. There was no need to for a person that was about to leave. As for Zhang Ye, there was even less need to do so, as he had been blacklisted by the Leader. "I actually told him that your segment had already reserved it, but Teacher Jia got an expedited approval from the Leader, so I had to give it to him. Well, Recording Studio #4 will be free in an hour." 

Teacher Feng said angrily, "It will nearly be 12 noon soon! How can we record an hour later!? At that moment, it will be a live broadcast!"

"Please don't get angry at me. This was not decided by me." Li Si said.

Zhang Ye had already seen through him, as he appeared unfazed, "Teacher Feng, don't worry. Let's do a live broadcast today. I happen to like live broadcasts!"

Teacher Feng was unwilling, "This is the first time you are going on the segment. You have also never narrated such a story. If there's a mistake, you..."

"There won't be. I won't make a mistake!" Zhang Ye said to Li Si, "Reserve the live broadcast room for us!"

Li Si extremely disliked Zhang Ye's tone. But after the spooky event that happened yesterday, he did not dare to challenge Zhang Ye. He did not even dare to enter a two meters radius from him, so he could only obediently follow the instructions. As the saying goes, kind people will be bullied. After being aware of Zhang Ye's powers and sinister side, everyone became well-behaved. And Li Si was one of them. He did not wish to be hit in the forehead another time. His wound was still hurting right now!

...

Before noon.

Live broadcast studio #6.

Today, other than Zhang Ye and Teacher Feng, there was no one else. Everyone knew that Zhang Ye was doomed. This segment was also doomed. So naturally, no one had the mind to listen to their live broadcast.

It was still before the segment's scheduled time. Zhang Ye took this opportunity to open his game ring. After the war of words, his Reputation points had constantly increased. With the Reputation gained from yesterday's ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’, Zhang Ye already had another 100,000 Reputation points today. Without any hesitation, he bought a "Memory Search Capsule". He searched through the fairy tales he had read when he was still young, reinforcing the memory!

One story!

Three stories!

Five stories!

The capsule's time was over!

Zhang Ye had a great harvest before he opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and sparkling.

"We are about to begin." Teacher Feng cautioned him. He began the countdown. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. He turned on the volume and said amiably, "Hello, children. It's our ‘Old and Young Story Club’ segment today again. I am your old friend, Grandpa Feng. Today, I will introduce a new friend to everyone. His name is Uncle Zhang Ye. The following story and segment will be told by Uncle Zhang."

Zhang Ye introduced himself, "Hello, children. I am Zhang Ye. You can call me Brother and you can also call me Uncle. Hehe."

After handing over the segment, Teacher Feng turned off his volume and signaled to Zhang Ye. As he walked out, he looked backwards. He did not remain in the live broadcasting studio. It was not that Teacher Feng was assured of Zhang Ye; in contrast, he was overly worried. As such, he did not even dare watch or listen, for his heart could not take it. 

With Zhang Ye left alone, Zhang Ye felt even more calm!

"Old and Young Story Club" had a bottleneck? It had its limitations? Those were all excuses!

Zhang Ye did not believe in such crap. He still wanted to revive this segment! What was his method? It was to use the fairy tales from his world. His brain was filled with all sort of literature resources. Let's not even talk about one story a day, he could even narrate ten stories a day for a full month without a hitch! Furthermore, every story would be something never heard of in this world! Zhang Ye had even specially checked on the internet. Just like “Ghost Blows Out the Light”, this world did not have the famous fairy tale authors like Hans Christian Anderson or the Brothers Grimm!

Lacking in children's literature?

Others were worried, but he wasn't! His whole being was a resource!

Zhang Ye began to speak the moment he opened his mouth. The Memory Search Capsule had allowed him to reproduce the fairy tales without missing a word. The speed at which he narrated was different from that of narrating “Ghost Blows Out the Light”. This was narrated to children, so the speed had to be done slowly. Furthermore, he could not use the tone of narrating a horror story. He had to use a soft and gentle tone. He even needed to pinch his throat to change his pitch, so as to let children feel closer to him. These basics had been completely learned by Zhang Ye when he was in college. Zhang Ye was not weaker than anyone else in these professional classes. He was only lacking a stage from which he could perform. Hence, for a person like him who had poor looks, he greatly valued work in the radio station. He needed to do well. He needed to reverse the situation with "Old and Young Story Club". It was both for himself and also for Teacher Feng who had been kind to him!

"Today, I'll tell you a children's fairy tale. Once upon a time, long, long ago, a king and queen ruled over a distant land. Both of them wished for a child. So they sincerely prayed to God, 'God! We are a good King and Queen. Please give us a child!' Soon after that, the kind queen gave birth to a baby girl, who had skin white as snow, cheeks as red as apples...

The people of this world did not understand.

However, if anyone from Zhang Ye's world heard this, they would definitely blurt it out. Yes, Zhang Ye was narrating the famous, and widely-known all around the world, fairy tale that everyone had heard before..."News Broadcast"!

Alright, let's not joke!

*Cough* It was "Snow White and the Seven Dwarves"!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Copyright: 
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Explained simply -> Do not copy.

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Description/Summary:

"But these aren't regular fairy tales, Alex. They don't end on happily ever after. There's more to the story than that." 

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Having a physco for a grandmother wasn't really on Alexandra Parker's wish list. Well, now that she thought about it, a lot that has happened wasn't on her wish list. Forced to move schools, realized all her friends were fake, and broke up with her boyfriend all in the span of two short weeks. 

What makes it even worse is that the neighborhood, or should she say forest, she moved to is quite strange. There's glittering castles, deep dark forests, and Alex swears she caught a glimpse of a spinning wheel once. 

And a "royal announcement" went out yesterday explaining that the prince was on a search for a missing girl he fell in love with at a ball. 

Sooner rather than later, Alex regains the truth about this mysterious land.

And they need her help. 

But stories can be a little twisted. 

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Author's Note: 
I think I need to start this off by saying, my apologies for creating a book, then deleting it, and creating a book, then deleting it, and the cycle continues. I am sorry for that, and I SWEAR to you that this one I WILL finish. Even I have to force myself to do it. 

So, for this one, I have turned my attention to fairy tales. Stories we heard when we were younger, stories we are all familiar with. And if you're not? That's okay too! 

I thought to myself, why have one fairy tale, when you can have them all? Make them combine, but instead of happily ever after, it turns into a chaotic jumble with messed up fairy tales.

And then, I preceded to write this book because I was excited to ruin childhood stories. 

So, I thank you for reading my book, and I hope it is as enjoyable to read as it was to write!

- Emmy 


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Update Schedule: 
I do not have an official update schedule. From my experiences in the past, I have discovered it stresses me out, and forces me to write faster. This may sound like a good thing, but trust me, it's quite the opposite. If I'm rushed during my writing process, my story will either come out with too much detail or too little. It also won't make sense and will be hard to read and understand. 

Due to this, I have no update schedule. My chapters are randomly posted since I work on writing in my free time. Some may come out days after others, and some may come weeks after. 

My apologies if this causes issues for anyone who reads my book. Unfortunately, it's the best I can do for now.  

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Title and Cover: 
The cover - The cover for this book is temporary. I have no skills in art, and as soon as I write enough chapters, I'll have one of my friends, or someone else, make a cover for me. I may even do a mini contest, and one of my fellow readers can make something for me. 

The title - I'm not as certain on this, but it may be temporary as well. It depends on if I can find a better name for the book.  

If you have any ideas for the title, they can go here. ->

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My story: 
Please note this is my very first story. My grammar, punctuation, and spelling my not be up to point, and my revising and editing jobs may look like trash. The more I write, the more I will improve my skills. 

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Going off of that...
Criticism, Changes, and Edits: 
I accept criticism in my stories. I am a writer anyway, and most writers need others to help them develop their skills, and grow their stories. This especially comes from their readers. 

With that being said, you may comment changes, edits, and criticism on any part of the story you feel there is a change needed. 

I only ask that you reread what you have to say before you post it into the world. 

Remember: Treat others the way you want to be treated. 

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Please tell me where you found this book, or what peaked your interest to begin reading it. -> 

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That's all. 
Thank you and enjoy!

"But these aren't regular fairy tales, Alex. They don't end on happily ever after. There's more to the story than that." 

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Having a physco for a grandmother wasn't really on Alexandra Parker's wish list. Well, now that she thought about it, a lot that has happened wasn't on her wish list. Forced to move schools, realized all her friends were fake, and broke up with her boyfriend all in the span of two short weeks. 

What makes it even worse is that the neighborhood, or should she say forest, she moved to is quite strange. There's glittering castles, deep dark forests, and Alex swears she caught a glimpse of a spinning wheel once. 

And a "royal announcement" went out yesterday explaining that the prince was on a search for a missing girl he fell in love with at a ball. 

Sooner rather than later, Alex regains the truth about this mysterious land.

And they need her help. 

But stories can be a little twisted.

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This is my first story, I hope you enjoy!

With a wave of tremble, the Wuling Hong Guang drove up to the sidewalk and stopped in front of the pet shop.
The door opened and Zhang Zian got off the car.　　
The chic ladies glanced at him while they passed by, then covered their noses in disgust and kept a distance from his car.　　
Despite the fact that he didn't specialize in the seafood business, he drove to the beach each day, and often took rare marine creatures, such as fish, shrimp, and crabs, back. He could not wash the containers in the car everyday, so after some time, the car inevitably smelled like fish.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun greeted him, and carried the new marine creatures into the aquarium. They sorted them and put them into different quarantine tanks so that they could adapt to the new environment.　　
Zhang Zian walked into the shop. The cleaning job was almost done, so he didn't have much to do. He took the underwater loudspeaker battery upstairs to charge.　　
He met Old Time Tea on the stairs. He hinted Old Time Tea and asked gently, "How is it?"　　
Old Time Tea smiled gently. "Everything is under your expectations."　　
The man and the cat looked at each other and smiled.　　
"Quack! What are you talking about in secret? What are you hiding from me?" Richard had sharply sensed the unusual atmosphere while it flew by. 　　
"Right. We are discussing you behind your back––specifically plucking your feather and making you into a stew," Zhang Zian threatened. "After you become stew, the world will be quiet."　　
"Quack! My meat is old and dry––it wouldn't taste good in a stew. I suggest you pick another bird!" Richard flew away quickly.　　
Old Time Tea walked downstairs slowly for the television, while Zhang Zian headed upstairs to wash his hands. They carried a fishy smell after they were soaked in the sea. He could still feel some fine, sea salt granules after his hands were dry. 　　
As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Sihwa hide something in a hurry.　　
He pretended not to see it. After turning on the tap, he asked, "Why aren't you broadcasting today?"　　
Sihwa was angry and humiliated after hearing his question. "Today… I'm not in the mood today! I don't want to broadcast!"　　
"Okay. It's nice to take a day off sometimes." Zhang Zian wiped his hands, then left the bathroom.　　
"Wait a moment!" Sihwa shouted behind him.　　
"What is it?" Zhang Zian stopped.　　
"Emm… This… Emm… That…" she stuttered. Her pale face turned red because she needed his help. After stammering for a long time, she took out a book from under a towel. "I can't read. What can I do?" she asked, troubled. "I know a few Korean words, but not any Chinese words…"　　
She could play with the phone, as the phone functions were simple––as long as she remembered the icons. She could make guesses on others, or ask Zhang Zian if it was too hard to guess. However, reading a book full of Chinese characters was mission impossible to her.　　
In fact, she had learned a few Chinese words since she had arrived in China. But she had learned them mechanically; she didn't have any formal, systemic teaching.
"You must be laughing at me, aren't you? You absolutely are!" She pointed at his face in fury before Zhang Zian had even said anything. She was almost embarrassed to tears.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's normal to be illiterate. Nobody is born literate." Zhang Zian shrugged. "Otherwise, they'd be a freak."　　
After hearing his words, Sihwa's mood calmed down a little.　　
"Well… Is there anything you can do to make me literate?" she asked, lowering her head.　　
"Yes. Lend me your phone for a moment." Zhang Zian took her phone and downloaded a few early childhood education apps from the app store. They were all basic-level, but entertaining word learning apps nonetheless; he started with Pinyin, which had real people's voices. The apps were already quite developed, and the functions were complete.　　
He compared a few quickly, then left the most user-friendly one and deleted the rest.　
"Here you are. Follow this. You'll learn them soon." He gave the phone back to her.　　
"Wow! So childish!" She complained as soon as she saw the interface for young kids. "Are there any long-legged Oppas or big-boobed girls teaching the lessons?"　　
"Save it. I'd love to learn if these teachings existed!" Zhang Zian took up her book and flipped through it. The book from Old Time Tea was not suitable.　　
He returned the book to Pi, then found a few fairy tale books with pictures from his childhood book collection. Each character was marked with a Pinyin illustration.　　
"After you learn Pinyin, you can read these books. Just learn the words while reading the stories." He piled the books on the bathroom closet. "Oh, right––books are not waterproof. Dry your hands before you read them. These are books from my childhood. Most of them can't even be found these days."　　
"Books from your childhood?" Sihwa seemed skeptical. "Could there be… Any dirty content in them?"　　
"These are all fairy tales, okay?" Zhang Zian said with frustration. "What kind of person do you think I am? These are the books I read at the age of five or six. What kind of dirty content can there be?"　　
"Fairy tale books? I'm not interested… too childish." She shook her hands. "Let's get something dirty!"　　
Did this fish get contaminated by that bird? What was in her head all day?　　
"You are wrong. In fact, fairy tales are not necessarily childish," Zhang Zian said. "Even adults could interpret content differently sometimes."　　
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Sihwa grew slightly interested.　　
Zhang Zian thought about it, then made an example she could understand. "In fairy tales, you often read stories of Cinderella meeting the prince…"　　
"I know this! It happens a lot in Korean dramas, too!" Sihwa suddenly turned excited, as if she finally found someone with the same interests as her.　　
"Yes, right. That's why people often call Korean dramas 'fairy tales for adults.'" Zhang Zian suddenly changed his tone. "But have you ever given thought to the fact that, in the end of fairy tales and Korean dramas, the story stops where Cinderella marries the prince?"　　
She nodded in agreement.　　
"What about the story after?" Zhang Zian continued to ask.　　
"What story after? It's over!" She didn't understand.　　
"I mean, two people from completely different worlds… Are they really happy after marriage? The prince and Cinderella had completely different educations, family backgrounds, and growing experiences. After marrying the prince, Cinderella must have faced a truckload of royal relatives. Did they really respect and accept her? Did love really defeat all the challenges? Even if it did for a while, what happens after the passion dies out?"　　
Zhang Zian's series of questions made Sihwa astonished.　　
"The boring, everyday life of the world after marriage is never mentioned in fairy tales, nor in Korean dramas. They always end with the line that Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. Although they didn't mention this, you can try to imagine, then tell your audience about your thoughts in the live broadcast. Isn't this great?"　　
Sihwa was drawn in gradually. In the past, she had never used her brain to watch dramas. She either laughed or cried as the story went along. She had never thought about the questions Zhang Zian had brought up.　　
"Would the audience like to hear this?" she asked.　　
"Of course," Zhang Zian said in certainty. "You can also try to make up sequels to fairy tales and tell everyone. You have such lovely voice. I'm sure people will like it."　　
"Really? I have lovely voice?" Her confidence was already shaken from one blow after another. She was no longer as arrogant as before. 　　
"It's absolutely lovely. I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, ask the other elfins," he said, suddenly feeling that his words might have been too mean in the past. 　　
"Oh… okay. But don't lie to me…" she mumbled gently as she picked up the fairy tale books.　　
"What are these?" She browsed through the covers one by one.　　
"They are all classic fairy tales written by great writers all over the world, such as fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm, fairy tales by Hans Christian Andersen, Aesop's Fables, One Thousand and One Nights, Zhang Yuanjie's Fairy Tale Collection, etc. They'll last quite a while," Zhang Zian said, introducing them one by one.　　
"Oh." Her eyes glided through the colorful and entertaining covers. She saw a prince with a sword on a white horse, a grey wolf wearing a pajama hat, a little girl with a match stick in a snowy night, a tin man with big belly, a little duckling staring at the sky, a fox with a broken tail, an ugly toad, a mouse driving a tank… She also saw a little mermaid sitting on a rock, overlooking the sea. 　　
For some reason, the figure seemed so lonely.　　
Under an unrecognizable impulse, she opened up one of the books, even though she didn't know a single character in it.　　
"I can't read it…" she said in disappointment.　　
"It's fine. You'll understand it once you learn the characters." Zhang Zian encouraged her. "Be patient! These fairy tales may seem childish, but in fact, you can find non-childish stuff in it. As long as you read them with your whole heart, you'll surely discover something different… Then, you can share your thoughts boldly with your broadcast audience."　　
"Okay. Let me try." Sihwa looked at the fairy tale covers again. She was more eager to learn now than ever before.　　
She wanted to be able to read the fairy tales. She wanted to do what Zhang Zian described––to write sequels for the finished fairy tales. She was the only one who could do it, and who was qualified to do it.　　
She picked up her phone and entered the child education app, imitating the mouth and sound movements against the image on the screen.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read off while peeping at Zhang Zian's facial expressions; she wanted to confirm that he was not laughing at her. She then continued reading boldly.　　
"It's fine. You can read loudly. Raise your head and straighten your back. Read every word boldly," Zhang Zian encouraged her.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read even louder, like a baby learning to talk.　　


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Sated by a delicious dinner of Thom Kha Gai soup and Pad Thai, Erin, Olivier, and Charlotte returned to their cozy little home where Erin helped Charlotte lay a fire. The weather was beginning to turn from the warm ends of an Indian Summer to the crisp notes of autumn. Once they'd gotten the fire started, the trio took up the overstuffed chair and faded, but comfortable couch and began chatting. They talked about anything and everything; the rapport they'd established online thankfully translated to real life and it was like they'd all been friends for years.

"What do you think of Ireland so far?" Charlotte asked the pair in a friendly manner. 

Olivier responded first, "It's fantastic when we're not getting lost in magical fairy forests," with a chuckle. 

"Wait, what *did* happen to you two yesterday, surely you didn't get lost in little old Galway--it's nowhere near the size of Paris!" Charlotte said in jest, in obvious disbelief--not even touching the fairy forest quip. 

"Actually, we did, and it was very strange. We still don't know what quite happened to us yesterday," Erin responded warily. She and Olivier had talked about what they'd tell Charlotte about what happened the day before and they'd agreed to play it by ear--both still uncertain about what had actually happened to them. 

Olivier asked without pausing, "Is it common to have sudden fogs arise from nowhere in this city?" 

Charlotte quickly replied, "Occasionally but not really in the summertime like now. What exactly *did* happen to the pair of ye' yesterday?" Charlotte peered at them, the soft lilt of her Irish accent becoming a bit more heavy with the curiosity. 

Olivier looked at Erin with a bit of apprehension, but then began recalling their harrowing ordeal in minute detail, figuring if they were going to be living together for the next year, she'd best be honest. As she recounted their experience with the fog and came to the details of her encounter with the mysterious Danu, she sounded incredulous to herself, but she continued to tell the story and bit by bit, Charlotte absorbed what she'd been told. 

"Very strange, very very strange," Charlotte remarked, though she didn't seem as incredulous as Olivier and Erin had expected. "You know, growing up here we have stories about strange happenings. I've never had anything remotely like this happen to me, but I've heard of others 'seeing through the veil' and other tales of the like. I always thought it was a bit of a lark when I'd heard the stories before."

"I'm still not sure what I was seeing, it was like I was dreaming and yet I could see everything as clearly as I can see you now," Erin said cautiously, not wanting to sound like she was touched in the head. 

"What worries me is the message Danu gave you. It certainly didn't sound like good news, if you know what I mean? We're a country that knows magic in our lives, we live with the legends that most people hear in fairy tales as children. I won't say that I've heard anyone having quite as interesting experience as yours," Charlotte spoke in a gentle manner. She appeared to be deeply thoughtful about the situation and like she understood that Erin and Olivier had experienced something deeply unsettling and clearly they were not telling tall tales. The looks on their faces made it clear that what they had been through had disquieted them intensely.

"I've got a professor you need to speak with--don't worry, he is a believer in the supernatural and he won't think you're crazy. I had him last year and he always spoke of how these stories he told may sound unbelievable but that there was truth to every fable he relayed to us," Charlotte continued reassuringly. "If there's anyone who can help us find out what's going on, it's him," she said encouragingly.

With that, the three of them realized how tired they were from the busy day of moving in and unpacking, and the filling Thai meal. Olivier was the first to break up their little huddle stretching and yawning, "Well ladies, I don't know about the two of you, but I'm exhausted. Once we've had a full night of sleep in actual beds we'll be able to think more clearly," and with that, he took himself off to the restroom to get ready for bed.

Charlotte leaned in and gently hugged Erin, "Don't worry, Erin, I've had my own strange encounters-- nothing quite like what you've told me, but I'll tell you all about my stories, and the stories I've heard growing up after you've had a chance to get a proper rest." Charlotte rose and went to make herself a restoring cup of tea and Erin gathered her scattered thoughts and scooped them up and made her way to her bedroom with them.

A young American girl follows her heart to Ireland where she discovers deeply hidden and unique connections to the island that she had never dreamed of. Upon arriving in Ireland to study, Erin feels something awaken in her she never imagined could be real.

My name is Jennie Young a seventeen-year-old girl who loves having an adventure. Ever since I was young I would enjoy reading fairy tales with my grandmother. My grandmother said that I reminded her of the princesses written in the story with my care-free and loving personality. As I got older I tried to keep her words in mind and be a kind and caring person as the princesses in those stories.

Today is the day of my grandmother's funeral and I'm at her home with my parents packing her things. I stand in her attic and look at all the treasures my grandmother has collected over the years. As I walk across the room, my eyes start to tear up at the thought of never seeing my loving grandmother again in this life. 

In the midst of my disappears I come across a small decorated chest, one I never notice when I visited in the past. Curious, I open the chest to a large colorful book and small jeweled box and picture of my grandmother. Looking at the book I noticed that it is a collection of fairy tales of all the stories I read with my grandmother as a child.

The book brings back positive memories and I put it aside to take home as a memory of my time with her in the past. When I opened the small jeweled box I noticed a white amulet with a rose clasp. I put the amulet with the storybook as an heirloom that I would keep safe in the future. Lastly, I looked at the picture of my grandmother and my tears start to flow when I see her smiling face. Getting up and grabbing the items I go to leave the attic when I exit my grandmother's home I give it a smile and wish my grandmother a restful and peaceful afterlife. 
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In my room, I put on the white amulet and look at myself in the mirror; as such an important keepsake I vowed to wear it as a reminder of my grandmother. I put her picture on my dresser and sat in bed as I looked at the storybook. The first fairy tale was snow white and the seven dwarves and I instantly smiled. 

I remember when I was little and my parents missed their flight and they were going to miss my birthday. Sad and crying at the news my grandmother told me about a strong princess who went through tough times but still got a happy ending. That knowledge made my heart feel warm and I slowly got over the sadness of missing my parents. To me, that was the day my love for fairy tales began and the special bond I shared with my grandmother.

My heart became warmed at the memories as I read the fairy tale, I have been so into the story I never noticed my amulet slowly changing colors. When I got to last page and read the line, 'They all lived happily ever after,' my amulet changed ruby red and started to glow.

Shocked, I jumped out of bed and dropped the book on the ground and grabbed the amulet. When I touched it the red glowed started to fill the room. The next thing I noticed everything went dark and I started to hear bell all around me.
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When I opened my eyes I found myself lying on a huge bed in a huge decorated room. Surprised, I rose out of bed and walked around the room to try and get my bearing. I came across a floor-length mirror and almost screamed at the imaged shown back.

I saw a lady around twenty-four, with long raven-black hair, and crystal blue eyes and creamy skin. As I expected this lady whose body I now possessed I never saw the door in the room opening.

"My lady?" a small voice said from behind me.

I jumped to see a petite girl in a maid costume giving me a confused look, seeing as I didn't respond she asked again. "My lady, are you okay?"

Jennie Young has loved fairy tales since she was a little girl. One day she found a ruby amulet that transported her into different fairy tale worlds. Join her as she rewrites the story to create a happy ending of her very own.

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