Fairy Tales For Adults

By Adam Thomson

Twelve post-modern fairy tales, inmersed in contemporary and future reality, those main characters (women, men, animals) are consumed by loneliness, wild desires and crazy possibilities which bring strange and unespected consequences.
Every story is closed in itself and contains her own relative ethical dilemma, beyond universal Good and Evil.
From genetic modifications to cloning till terrorism, past and future unsolved problems are the stage on which the characters move and live, with all the passions linked with themSome tales are inspired by ancient greek and roman world's myths, adapted to the time of computers and total wellbeing. But the ethical dilemmans are the same. Eternal, like the old fairy tales from the tradition.On this background you are going to discover the use of internet as life pal, the vanity of the new technologies, gay weddings, procreation surrogates and terrorism... among the many worlds which awaits you!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Babelcube Inc.
• Release date: Apr 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781071501313

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Fairy Tales

For

Adults

Written by

ADAM THOMSON

Fairy Tales for Adults

Copyright © 2016 Adam Thomson.

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This is a fictional work. Every resemblance with real persons or actual facts is purely coincidental. Names, characters, places and facts are the fictions from the author’s imagination only.

INDEX

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Puppies that live forever

Parents and sons

The tortoise and the hare

Wedding for five

Jack and his clones

Tom thumb

Little red cap

Perfect Mirror app

Offspring, please!

Virtual friends

The wolf and the lamb

Puppies that live forever

I grew up with his breath on my body, since I have a memory.

His warmth caressed my soul and now that he could barely walk, I cried every day for him.

I was just a kid as my father brought home that big, noisy boxed with holes pocked in it. He was smiling with a shiny smile of the kind he seldom had and gave it to me.

I opened it in haste and as I saw that fluffy pet kitten I hugged it screaming and he licked me everywhere. Then I put it on the ground and hugged my father as my mother with her iPhone 21 war recording the whole scene.

Dad explained to me that it was a puppy Labrador and confessed that he always wanted one but grandpa, who was a doctor, never allowed him to have a dog because he absurdly thought that they were unhygienic.

Grandpa was dead, I was only a child and that little Labrador entered in my heart, forever.

I was the one who gave him his name, I was the one that had the right to decide how to call him, so told me now and again my father, but I felt that he had to choose his own name, so I tried different names, till he began to wag his tail and bark happily when I said Buck.

Since then, and for the rest of my life, he was my loyal friend Buck, who never betrayed me, for nobody and nothing else!

But now I look into his eyes and he cannot even turn up his snout and I cry, I cry salty tears because I’m about to lose the only certain thing in my life, the only one that never changed.

I left my hometown, I fought with my