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“The Jellyfish Who Wanted a Backbone” (an Adult Fable)

One fine blue day in the ocean, Jellyfish was floating through the water, propelling himself with his tentacles. He did not have a fancy backbone or fins like the fishes in the sea, and felt rather limited by his own form of movement.

Nevertheless, he drifted around quite effectively, working with the currents to always get where he was going.

When twilight fell, he happened to float by Sponge—the longest-living creature in the ocean. Sponge was more than 1,000 years old and always oozed out his wisdom, while other creatures took in his advice.

And as usual, Sponge was secreting sage words to the fish that hovered around him, stopping and using their backbone to sway gently back and forth and stay in one place.

Sponge declared, “Character is everything! Humans sometimes call it having a backbone.” He gurgled ruefully. “Of course, some of us have character without a backbone.” And all the fish bubbled in laughter.

Jellyfish was stunned—he wanted a “character” type of backbone if he couldn’t have a real backbone himself. He knew exactly who to ask about character: the only writer in the ocean, which was Octopus (he was the only one with ink). He was writing about characters all the time.

Once Jellyfish asked Octopus how he could have backbone—or character—Octopus explained the concept with a smile and gestured with his eight tentacles.

“Oh yes, oh yes….It’s true,” he said, in his quick speech that flipped through the waves as quickly as his arms. “You can have character in this way. Sponge was talking about having character in life. How can you get it, you ask? Why is it everything?”

Jellyfish did not have eyes, but he felt himself blink, for Octopus knew his questions before he asked them.

Octopus continued, “Finding your character is not a destination, like reaching the other end of the ocean. You have character now—you’re a good jellyfish. You will become an even better jellyfish as you swim through even more waves, and by the end of your life, you will have even more.”

Jellyfish did an internal blink again. He thought he understood what Octopus meant. It was enough to know that even in his current form, and even though he had no backbone, he already had formed character.

MORAL: Character is what you become…and for good creatures, what you are while becoming it.



Fantasy, Historical Fiction, Main Genre: Fantasy, posts, Two-Sentence Stories

Two-Sentence Stories: Medieval Fantasy (November 2020)

Last month, we talked about some thoughts about micro-fiction and started on some two-sentence horror stories.

This month’s two-sentence tales are all medieval fantasy-themed and have some general thoughts or facts to go along with them.

Find more two-sentence stories here.


Two-Sentence Story: "The knight saw his broken sword on the ground. And he knew he was finished."


Fact: In medieval times, a knight’s sword was broken if he was disgraced in some way and his knighthood was taken from him.



Two-Sentence Story: "Are you juxtaposing that to mean that the knight is going to save the animals and the environment?" he asked his son. / "Not really," said his son, an artist. "I was just playing with the shapes in the background." Image of a knight with a surreal background featuring a large cow.


Not everything has to have meaning in art or writing. Sometimes, you’re just “playing around.” 🙂



Two-Sentence Story: "It is a ceremony about food," she said. "It varies a little, but it seems to start with some type of meat (either tan or pink), and in the end, an orange of golden-colored dessert."


How would someone from a different time (or even just a different place) see our holiday rituals?


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