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||Issue: 234 | 7th day of Eating, Y8
|Meeting Her MakerKace sat up in bed, breathing heavily. It was
just another nightmare. She turned to look out her bedroom window. In the night,
a Whoot called out...|
|The Skunk and the TeacherSel was a Skunk Zafara but it was one of the last
things she wanted to be. She was constantly teased...
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|What Hard Work Pays ForGrimacing at the weight piling up on her back, she forced
herself to stay still. "We don't want to be late on the job. Remember what happened
|The Issue"Mrailly, wake up, wake up, it's the weekend
and Sarah said we're going to Faerieland!"|
|FisherAs he caught a glimpse of a small Goldy, he dove
into the water and quickly snatched it out of the low water...|
|The Mortog of MeridellNeither Skarl's frowns nor the ever
looming Citadel of Darigan can damper the wonders of this medieval world. Yet
for me, Meridell was quite different, Meridell was my prison...|
|The Gratitude of a Bottled Faerie"How did this happen to me?" the small dark faerie mourned
in a hushed tone to herself within the sealed bottle that was holding her prisoner...|
|Cream CookiesSomewhat alarmed, Illusen hurried out of the
kitchen, carrying the tray of finished cream cookies. She tried not to drop
|The Maraquan Dream Catcher"What did you dream about, Isca?"|
|A Friend For Chloe"I would like a Lime Jelly Burger, please,"
Chloe replied, nervous about going out in the main feeding room...|
|The Enchanted IsleShe paused again. This time she had definitely
|A Light in the Darkness: Shadows"I gotta show you something I just found," he
panted. "Come on."|
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"Cream Cookies" by nut862
A high-pitched, frantic-sounding shout came from outside the walls of the faerie's warm kitchen. Hooves beat forcefully against the wooden door of Illusen's little cottage. The noise continued, and the door shook under the pounding hooves of its attacker. Somewhat alarmed...
|The Treasured Diary: Part Nine|
"We are a brotherhood
of those who seek to bring light where there is darkness, to return what is
ours by right! When we took the oath, the holy title, we promised to bring honor
back to the wrongly shamed Gansvere!"
|How The Drenched Came To Be: Part Two|
something that worried her even more, she was having a bad vision despite the
fact that she was blessed with good visions. For a split second she wondered
if now there were no more good visions to see...