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The Treasure

The Treasure - story

Yusuf Idris

Abdul Aal was a tall, dark-skinned plain-clothes policeman. On the back of his right hand he had an open-mouthed fish with a cleft tail and a spot on its eye. Abdul Aal was a detective….

The Rose Garden (A Fairy Tale)

The Rose Garden (A Fairy Tale) - story

Leah Goldberg

I High up, stretching into the sky, loomed the tower of the fair princess. It was made of pure crystal and its pinnacle was bedecked with gold and precious stones. All around it, a multi-hued,…

Some People Run in Shorts

Some People Run in Shorts - story

Sólrún Michelsen

A runner asked me one morning on my way to work, “Hey, you. Can you tell me what time it is?” I replied, “Ten to.” “To what?” he asked. I stared at him briefly. “To…

Autumn (A Fairy Tale)

Autumn (A Fairy Tale) - story

Leah Goldberg

On dark, stormy nights they would run through the sleeping streets, burning torches in their hands, and no one saw their faces and no one knew their names. And the echoes of the steps of…

The Policeman and the Horse

The Policeman and the Horse - story

Zakaria Tamer

Abu Mustafa parked his carriage next to the sidewalk. With a large, gnarled hand he patted his horse’s head, then headed into the nearby shop. He began hoisting bags of firewood on his back and…

The Wizard

The Wizard - story

Ryūnosuke Akutagawa

Well now, esteemed readers, I am now in Ōsaka and shall therefore relate a local story. Long ago there was a man who came to the city to seek a position as a menial. Ranking…

The Automatic Garden

The Automatic Garden - story

Adam McOmber

At a late age, Thomas Francini, the engineer responsible for many of the grand fountains at Versailles and infamous for his will to control, married the sixteen-year-old daughter of the Compte de Frontenac, a pristine…

Dinner in Audoghast

Dinner in Audoghast - story

Bruce Sterling

  “Then one arrives at Audoghast, a large and very populous city built in a sandy plain … The inhabitants live in ease and possess great riches. The market is always crowded; the mob is so huge…

The New Paris

The New Paris - story

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Lately, on the night before Whit Sunday, I dreamed that I was standing before a mirror, occupying myself with my new summer suit, which my parents had had made against the approaching festival. The dress…

Lazarus

Lazarus - story

Leonid Andreyev

I When Lazarus rose from the grave, after three days and nights in the mysterious thralldom of death, and returned alive to his home, it was a long time before anyone noticed the evil peculiarities…