The Silver Saucer and the Transparent Apple
The Silver Saucer and the Transparent Apple — an illustrated tales story. 10 illustrated pages, free to read on Wonder Tales.
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In the realm where dreams and waking life intertwine, a railway stretches across the sky. Here, Elara, a dreamer, and Silas, a stoker of the celestial train, lived separate lives connected by the silver rails. But a mysterious emptiness haunted Elara's nights, while Silas toiled in the engine's glow, unaware their fates were about to collide. Their journey would lead them to a hidden orchard where a transparent apple held the key to forgotten memories, guarded by shadows and whispered secrets.
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Elara awoke with a start, the echo of a beautiful song fading from her mind. "Another night, another lost memory," she sighed, staring at her reflection in a small, ornate mirror. The room felt cold despite the morning sun. She yearned to remember what filled the void within her, a gaping hole in her past.
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Silas wiped sweat from his brow as he shoveled coal into the engine's fiery heart. "This old train," he muttered to a passing conductor, "she runs on more than just coal, you know. She runs on memories." The conductor, a stout man with a neatly trimmed mustache, nodded knowingly. "Aye, Silas. And some memories are heavier than others."
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"Did you hear about the orchard, Silas?" a young mechanic asked, his voice barely a whisper. "They say it holds more than just fruit. They say it holds forgotten dreams." Silas scoffed, but the mechanic pressed on. "There's an old map... hidden in the engine's blueprints. They say it leads straight there."
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Silas, driven by a curiosity he couldn't suppress, began searching the ancient blueprints. "As Leonardo da Vinci said, 'He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind'," he murmured, remembering the quote from his grandfather. Amidst the faded lines and cryptic symbols, he found it: a faint, hand-drawn map marked with a single, glowing apple.
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Guided by the map, Silas adjusted the train's course, veering off the main railway line. Passengers stirred, murmuring questions. "Where are we going, Silas?" Elara asked, appearing in the engine room, her eyes filled with a newfound spark of hope. "Somewhere we might find some answers," he replied, a hint of excitement in his voice.
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The train shuddered to a halt before a dense, overgrown orchard, shrouded in mist. "This is it," Silas declared, stepping out into the eerie silence. Elara followed, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. The air hummed with an unseen energy.
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Deep within the orchard, they found it: a single tree bearing transparent apples, their insides shimmering with light. As Elara reached for one, a shadowy figure emerged from the mist, its eyes glowing with malevolent intent. "Those memories are best left forgotten," it hissed.
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Ignoring the figure's warning, Elara plucked the transparent apple and took a bite. A flood of memories washed over her: laughter, tears, love, loss. She remembered the beautiful song, the faces of her loved ones, and the reason for her emptiness. "The past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or... learn from it," Elara said, quoting Rafiki and turning to face the shadow.
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With her memories restored, Elara boarded the Silver Saucer, no longer haunted by the emptiness within. The train chugged back onto the main line, its journey continuing through the realm of dreams. And so, the dream railway carried on, a testament to the power of memory and the courage to confront the past. The forgotten is never truly lost, merely waiting to be found.
About this story
- Audience: kids (ages 6–12)
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