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Submissions Welcome! (1)

We accept multiple types of media. Send it as an attachment in email to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com. Make sure to include a bio in third person, along with a photo of yourself.

For photos or art, you may include a caption of up to 500 words.

For poems, you can send up to five, and max lines of 50.

Short stories up to a max word count of 5000. No erotica and no blatant gore for gore’s sake. We are open to all other genres, but, if it is difficult to read due to gore or cruelty , then we will not be willing to post it.

Previously published work is okay, as long as you still have rights to publish. Please inform us where it was published so we may include the information in the post.

There is no fee, and we can not at current pay contributors. All authors and artists retain the copyright and creative control of anything we post.

Please see the submission rules page for further information. (We need to know what you are submitting for and the options are there)

To be in the Author or Artist spotlight, head over to the appropriate section:

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2026 Fae 50k Prompt

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2026 Fae 50k Prompt

Poetry by Chrys Minter


Panics of terror coursing through my veins

Not knowing fake from the real

Who would take the blame

Running to and fro

I’m at a loss of words

This person in the mirror before me

Man this is absurd.

My body form I don’t notice


Now all muscular

I have been transformed into something else

Like I’ve been reborn.

My wings are now ablaze this is something new

I’m normally not fearful but if you saw me

You’d want to run too.

Asleep I was a fairy dreaming of the moon

And the clouds above

Then the dream turned dark and dread

Like the sandman went all rogue

My skin felt like lava

Intriguing to myself

Now able to creep on fours

And walk on twos

What is this form? I’m amused

Eyes glint gold

I’m feeling bold

Stories will be told

They may call the fairy paddy wagon..

The whispers and stares

As they notice that overnight

This mere fairy was transformed into…

A dragon.©️

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