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Once upon a time, a very clever but very careless fox named Felix was trotting through the forest, looking for adventure. He was busy watching a beautiful butterfly hovering in the air, and he was not watching where his paws were going at all. Whoops! Slip… WHOOSH! With a loud splash, Felix tumbled straight down into an old stone well. Luckily, the water at the bottom was not deep, and Felix was not hurt. But when he looked up, he realised he had a serious problem. The walls of the well were steep, and wet, and horribly slippery. However high he jumped, however hard he scrabbled at the stones, he simply slid straight back down into the puddle at the bottom. ...

Once upon a square, shimmering day in the deep blue of Minecraft, there stood a great ocean monument — a massive temple built of sea lanterns and dark prismarine blocks. No villager dared to go near it. No dolphin swam too close. And no adventurer had ever returned after entering. That’s because the monument was guarded by fierce, glowing-eyed Guardians and three huge Elder Guardians. Legends said a priceless treasure slept deep inside the temple’s heart: enchanted gold blocks and a rare trident sealed away by magic. ...

In a meadow where the wildflowers danced and the sunbeams played tag with the shadows, two butterfly friends shared their daily adventures. Emerald, whose wings sparkled like dew on fresh leaves, was always ready to chase after the next exciting thing. Azure, whose wings shimmered like a summer sky, was thoughtful and careful, and always checked the wind before taking flight. Every morning they greeted each other with their special saying: “Shine bright, fly light!” And then they spent the whole day exploring their wonderful world together. ...

Catherine was a farm girl who was cheerful, kind, and just a tiny bit silly. She always believed that things would sort themselves out if she just waited long enough. Unfortunately, things usually did not. One bright morning, Catherine was taking a big basket of cheeses to the market. She whistled a happy tune and thought proudly, “Oh, these cheeses will sell so fast today, I’ll be home in time for lunch!” ...

Once upon a time, on a warm late-summer afternoon, a sly old wolf named Wilbert was trotting along a dusty country road. His belly was letting out a long, low rumble — grumble, gurgle, roar! Wilbert was very hungry indeed, and he was on the hunt for a good meal. As he came round a bend in the road, he found a high wooden fence. And on the other side of that fence lay a grand, shimmering field of golden oats, the stalks swaying gently in the breeze, heavy with ripe crunchy grain. ...

Retold from Oscar Wilde’s “The Remarkable Rocket.” Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, the royal family was preparing for a big celebration. The Prince was getting married, and everyone was excited! There were decorations, dancing, feasts, and a spectacular firework show planned for the end of the night. Among all the fireworks was one very tall and shiny rocket. But this rocket wasn’t like the others. He was very proud and thought he was the most important firework of them all. ...

Once upon a time, in a lush green forest, there lived a mighty lion named Leo. He was king of that forest, and every creature in it both feared and respected him. But for all his size and all his roaring, Leo had a kind heart, and he valued friendship above everything else in the world. His closest friend was a clever monkey called Miko, who always had a trick or two tucked away and who loved nothing better than making the great lion laugh until the branches shook. ...

Deep inside the dark cave, T. Rex and Tarbosaurus waited and thought. The Pteranodon was still outside, screeching and circling, waiting for them to come out. Then Tarbosaurus noticed something hanging from the ceiling. Dozens, no, hundreds, of little shapes with folded wings. “Bats!” he whispered. The bats were fast asleep, hanging upside down. “They’re nocturnal creatures,” said Tarbosaurus softly. “That means they sleep during the day and wake up at night.” “So that’s why it’s so quiet in here,” said T. Rex. ...

One day, T. Rex and Tarbosaurus wandered far from their home valley in search of new hunting grounds. They crossed rocky hills and steaming swamps until they reached a wide, open plain surrounded by cliffs. “This place smells full of prey!” said T. Rex, licking his teeth. Tarbosaurus nodded. “Yes, but it’s too quiet. Almost too quiet.” Just then, a dark shadow swept across the ground. The two cousins looked up, and froze. ...

Once upon a time, in a vast green valley filled with ferns and thunder lizards, there lived two mighty dinosaurs: T. Rex and Tarbosaurus. They were cousins, both fierce and proud. One sunny morning, while drinking from the same river, T. Rex boomed, “I’m the biggest and strongest dinosaur in this valley!” Tarbosaurus snorted, shaking his scaly head. “Ha! You might be big, cousin, but I’m quicker and cleverer. Strength isn’t everything!” ...