Week - 162 Firejewel: Part One by sara_mossflower

Description: Dayne shook the foreboding feeling she had just experienced in the Kyrii's vicinity, and moved along to the rack of necklaces that he had been inspecting. Almost immediately, one caught her eye.

Week - 163 Firejewel: Part Two by sara_mossflower

Description: I had the Windscythe at my belt, secure in the scabbard Aly had given me the previous year, as well as what I thought of as my WindRoads outfit.

Week - 164 Firejewel: Part Three by sara_mossflower

Description: "I'll get her for this," I snarled. "I don't care if Dayne is perfectly alive and well by the end of all this -- Frey's going too far..."

Week - 165 Firejewel: Part Four by sara_mossflower

Description: "Follower," she soundlessly told me. A follower? Someone had been tracking us? Why?

Week - 166 Firejewel: Part Five by sara_mossflower

Description: "We need explanations," began Aly. "First of all, Dayne, how did you free yourself from the ropes? Can you remember?"

Week - 167 Firejewel: Part Six by sara_mossflower

Description: Dayne stabilized herself by putting her arms around my waist. "Take us down there," I ordered.

Week - 168 Firejewel: Part Seven by sara_mossflower

Description: Aillara whirled around and met my gaze. "And one of the greatest beings on Neopia will rise again! Don't you see, pathetic Windstorm, it'll all be worth it."

Week - 169 Firejewel: Part Eight by sara_mossflower

Description: It belonged to me. It was the power of the Windstorm, something Frey thought I would never discover. And now it was attacking the Firejewel, striving to make it undo its actions and bring Dayne back.

Week - 187 The Cove by sara_mossflower

Description: Bad luck concerning money was the worst thing that could happen to a Neopet, according to Beyla. She had her reasons, which she kept to herself. ..

Week - 196 EndingArrow: Part One by sara_mossflower

Description: And then she had realized that it would never be over. Not until Frey was put to rest for good...

Week - 197 EndingArrow: Part Two by sara_mossflower

Description: They wanted to invite us over to their world for the evening, just for a friendly get-together. It was the last thing I would have expected...

Week - 198 EndingArrow: Part Three by sara_mossflower

Description: I gazed up at the moon, only the thinnest crescent visible. What had happened back at the tavern?

Week - 199 EndingArrow: Part Four by sara_mossflower

Description: "Truthfully, I don't see her much," replied the Lupe. "She's a little…weird."

Week - 200 EndingArrow: Part Five by sara_mossflower

Description: How had they found me? I brandished the Windscythe threateningly. "What are you doing here?" I demanded.

Week - 201 EndingArrow: Part Six by sara_mossflower

Description: The scent of burning incense reached my nostrils, murals adorned the walls, scenes of Frey's deeds, and in the centre of the room was a large boulder, like a miniature plateau...

Week - 202 EndingArrow: Part Seven by sara_mossflower

Description: A musty scent wafted up from the tunnel, a smell that thoroughly explained the pure age of this burial site in itself. Suddenly the Eyrie called a name down the corridor...

Week - 203 EndingArrow: Part Eight by sara_mossflower

Description: Frey KeenBlade strode forward from a back room, now framed in a doorway, a smile on her face. "Finally, you're here," she said...

Week - 204 EndingArrow: Part Nine by sara_mossflower

Description: They had been waiting for close to an hour so far since Sisslio had gone to speak with Tasson. Silence permeated the air of the dark room, its occupants lost in their own thoughts, having nothing to say to one another...

Week - 205 EndingArrow: Part Ten by sara_mossflower

Description: The two friends then began to stride through the swirling gales of snow, freezing, but knowing that if they hesitated, it could be the difference between victory and defeat against Frey...

Week - 206 EndingArrow: Part Eleven by sara_mossflower

Description: I started to hear sounds again: of seconds and milliseconds bending back on themselves, struggling to unravel the threads they'd already forged...

Week - 199 Faboo! by sara_mossflower

Description: "What do you mean, 'what's wrong'? LOOK!"

Week - 207 Sand Daughter: Part One by sara_mossflower

Description: After all, they'd been at sea for hours now, probably. Even if they found out she didn't have a ticket, what would they do - throw her overboard? Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 208 Sand Daughter: Part Two by sara_mossflower

Description: "Oooh, yes! The sands have awaited this day with great eagerness!" Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 209 Sand Daughter: Part Three by sara_mossflower

Description: Immi recalled her kidnapper. Looking around, she realized that he was a short distance away, but was approaching her again... Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 210 Sand Daughter: Part Four by sara_mossflower

Description: What had happened, how did she get here? She didn't walk with Rehkek, that she knew for sure. Thinking back, she recalled the pounding of Uni hooves surrounding her, and the Acara bandit heading straight towards her, swinging his sword at her unprotected body… Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 211 Sand Daughter: Part Five by sara_mossflower

Description: Finally, they arrived at the gates of Khirelle's city, Ku-Nur. To Rehkek's surprise, it appeared to be a fairly wealthy-looking place, unlike the drab village he had imagined... Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 212 Sand Daughter: Part Six by sara_mossflower

Description: The journey through the desert was a mere four-day walk - why on Neopia was it taking so long? He'd helped them when the bandits had interfered - were they expecting him to carry them through the desert? Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 213 Sand Daughter: Part Seven by sara_mossflower

Description: Rehkek fell to the ground, moaning. He recognized the Skeith as a member of Seht's camp. He looked around, his eyes slowly adjusting... Also by smurfafied1800

Week - 209 After by sara_mossflower

Description: Utter defeat - that was all she could feel. After a millennium of waiting, after planning her return so meticulously, her enemy had bested her...