The year was by all accounts 1698. It had been only a year, almost to the day since the man had found his way to them and left with a story he wanted to tell his children, least that was what he said.
Fabula City was bustling with the news at first. Their stories and their people were going to be famous, the outside world loved them and as a result they would live on forever, but it was only a beginning to a most unusual end.
Fabula City was a capital city to a large kingdom. A kingdom that seemed to go on for miles and all sorts of creatures lived there and called it home, most in harmony, but there were a select few that would rather cause ill to those around them and that is were the story really begins.
Cinderella was the first. It was her story when the outsider came in the fall of 1696, to be turned into a writing the following year. By 1697 as has been stated, a strange smell seemed to be in the air.
One by one more outsiders came and took the stories of Fabula City and itís surrounding land. One by one those lands started to disappear and one by one the population of Fabula City grew. By the 1800ís that was left of Fabula City was the main hub of the city itself, the land surrounding succumbing to neglect and most becoming long forgotten to time, only their stories remained.
By the turn of the next century, no outsiders came to Fabula City anymore. It seemed to have been lost to time and all seemed to return to normal. The people of the lands that had once been their kingdom settled into new positions within the city and life seemed to move along. What remained of the magic of the people of Fabula soon settled to the woman most feared and a few others down right were scared of, Demetria Jadis Maleficent de Ghent. Demi as she was calling herself by this time had taken what was left of the peoples magic, for their own safety she said and stored it away to be used to protect them from the outsiders. The plan worked until the year 1970, the city of Fabula seemed to be stuck in time, aging had all but failed to occur and the people of the stories of their land had simply seemed to go on with out a care. Time simply did not seem to pass for them. It was an old spell a spell Demi knew well, she had used it before after all, but in 1970 something changed that would alter that spell and change the lives of the people of Fabula City forever.
It was a cold day in February, when tourists stumbled upon an old road in the countryside. One of them still recalls to this day how the weather just seemed to change and as they walked it was like they stepped into July, or maybe a comfortable autumn day. Thirty seven years later the population boomed once again and the community thirived as new business entered Fabula and new people integrated into the already aged society.
In time, the history behind Fabula was written over by modern tales of a stumbled upon jewel nestled deep within the lush, beautiful countryside. The original owners of Fabula weren't thrilled to share their home once again, so much had already been taken from them, but they would rather allow outsiders to infest their city streets than reveal a truth that they could never understand.