Bet your neighbor doesn’t have a sphinx. You better get one first.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: The Sphinx in Thebes (Massachusetts)

I pray all my most secret prayers to the Lonely Idol.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: The Lonely Idol

Death is ill, but luckily the doctors know just what he needs to feel better.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: The Food of Death

What happens to a city when the poets and artists have left?… Read More Fifty-One Tales: The City

When greater beings survey the ruined world, will they find anything of value?… Read More Fifty-One Tales: After the Fire

I happened upon a group of men with pickaxes taking up Picadilly street. And when I say taking it up, I mean taking it all the way up. This story is from Lord Dunsany’s Fifty-One Tales, originally published in 1915, and is read aloud by Kay Mack. You can read the story here, or online… Read More Fifty-One Tales: Taking Up Picadilly

Man attempts to comfort Death by reminding him of past victories.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: A Losing Game

The enemy passes through the Gate of Doom, on his way to destroy Thlunrana.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: How the Enemy Came to Thlunrana

Spring sends Winter on his way.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: Spring in Town

The swans return song to the gods, and larks return song to the world.… Read More Fifty-One Tales: The Return of Song