Scott Forshaw: An interesting premise on this one. At first one might chalk it all up to coincidence, but with Annabel's final thought, we get just a glimpse of such things happening before, and coincidence wears thin pretty fast. I just know I wouldn't want to get on her bad side before she has her tea!
Fishii This one would have done extraordinarily well in last month's challenge as well. A mother's love for her son, so strong she's willing to risk her own life to get him back home. With how dark and dangerous the situation actually is, this made me feel strangely warm and fuzzy, as her intentions made everything alright.
Bob: A puppetmaster. Somehow such things have always creeped me out...cognizant toys and whatnot, and this one was no exception. I always blame the Child's Play movies. I have a feeling Hans might not see the next morning's sunrise....
reiver: Tulpas are a type of spirit that I don't think are really widely known outside the Hindu religion, and I have to say that if I were the narrator, I'd probably soil my pants in this situation. And to have to go through it more than once, well, I'm surprised he's still sane. Or is he?
Marvin: Is this a love gone wrong? More like a story of a love gone right, at least on one end. Trying to end a curse on a lover, one really needs to pay attention to things, do they not? This reminds me of a dream I had a few years back that I need to finish. You stopped in just about the same place it did.
DEO: Rather intense visuals with this one. I'm glad I read through it before breakfast, could make a man hurl, haha. I wonder if any of the students tried to animate the narrator's "creation," however. Blech.
southron: You know, I tend to agree with the narrator here. Morals can indeed get one killed if taken to the extreme. But it's everything in moderation as well. I suppose it's just as well that the prince did not seem to be a spoiled brat, or bad things could have befallen our cheating chap.
alchemist: There's a few ways to interpret this one, and some of them don't bear mentioning on a family forum. What I will say is, the men of the village should perhaps be grateful for this mysterious stranger...and make a collective appointment for a doctor.
Glen: Cheeky bugger you are here.
A cheap shot at both theme and genre? Perhaps, but it makes for a smile a day. I can see these two as a Laurel and Hardy act.
Nixie: There's a few stories in the world about enchanted kitchenware that supplies an limitless amount of food or seasoning, but this is the first one that has ended on a good note. I seem to recall the Celtic god Dagda the Good having a cauldron like this one, but provided porridge instead of stew and in only deserving amounts. This is another feel-good story, for obvious reasons.
Hoopyfrood: Is this Frankenstein's descendant? One would think a lesson ought to have been learned about bringing dead loved ones back to life, and especially in a patchwork manner. I feel no pity at all for the narrator here, but this is a densely packed tale that speaks volumes in sentences.
Aun Doorback How could medical science resist the powers of darkness? Necromancers and demons alike, this poor soul never did have a chance, and I don't think I want to imagine what he had done to deserve his fate, or even what's going to happen.
juelz: The way I'm wishing to interpret this is, he got what he deserved. Karma is just cruel, and again, not only do I have no pity for the narrator, I applaud the ending.
stormcrow: I'm not sure how to interpret this one. I'm not sure if it's supposed to be an angel, a robot, a golem, or what. But beyond what it actually is, it's quite an emotional piece for its style. It reads physically like a bibliography almost, but it's just...well, sad. Dying alone, left forgotten by everyone but the creatures that will feast upon the corpse, can't help but feel sorry for it.