Lexicon of Odds and Tales

By Charles Arlington

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The Lexicon of Odds and Tales is a compendium of randomly assorted stories, each compelled from any idea or theme. As time goes, more stories will be added, and many if not all will be short stories.

These stories will vary by genre and character; commence their fantasy, embrace the Lexicon.

Story Maturity Range: Light-hearted to Mature

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charles Arlington
• Release date: Sep 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223516101

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Lexicon of Odds and Tales

Collection of short stories and tales

Themes and concepts of varying ideas

Delve into the Lexicon

Charles Arlington

Copyright © 2023 Charles Arlington.

All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law.

This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events are representations of imagination and any instances of real-world people, events, or places, no matter the condition, are only coincidental.

Story One

The Child and the Unseen Roof

A small child’s eyes glazed from the base of tall and wide longhouse. He could see the beautiful tapestries of his people’s work; generations of carving away into the stone and wood, and the carefully crafted panes of glass which displayed heroes to his past.

Creatures of innocence they were, and predators of might and strength the others are; atop his people’s craft. The men who wielded longswords, shields, and javelins each had something detracting from their best attributes. If one man had grand shoulders, his toes were short and stubby, enough to insult his stature and balance.

Above these murals, carvings, and works of ancestral cloth was a roof; and on that very roof sat which the child could not see.

Pressing into his toes deeply, the child lifted his head only a centimeter higher, ‘Oh! If only I could see! What lies on the roof higher than me!’ piped the young boy.

The morning glow showered his cool face, and the breeze of the wind gently bristled his nose. The fresh scent of lavender and rain filled his spirits.

‘Oh… If I could just get up higher, then I could see everything that the roof could be!’ further spoke the child.

Turning, the child ran for the steps of the longhouse’s stairs, which happened to be at the front door. Standing on the tips of his toes once more, the child’s veering neck looked high and