|Up-to-date coverage on faerie wars
||Issue: 518 | 28th day of Collecting, Y13
|My Life for the Haunted WoodsIt is a commonly known fact that the Haunted Woods north of the desert are dangerous at night. |
|The WerekyriiChelo, who was our Team Captain at the time, was busy stirring her cauldron. I watched her work in apprehension.|
|The AwakeningTouch came first. Clammy, moist and clinging touch. Zoe could feel dirt encasing her body.|
|The LetterMud hadn't been the first thing I thought was covering her when she walked in.|
|Do You Remember?A creepy little story about everyone's favourite MSP! |
|The Fog and the Fire"You aren't going crazy, foolish wanderer," the voice continues with a hiss. "But if you continue to the fairground, you'll meet someone who has. And then you'll be next."|
|Halloween HorrorsIt was October thirty first, a frightening day. Being all alone in the Haunted Woods? Not a good idea. |
|The Fantastic Dr Wilbur and the Drackonack's ToenailDear reader,
It is my great joy and pleasure to introduce to you another riveting and hair-curling account of my most recent and scary adventures.
|The SwitchThe sun was nowhere in sight, having been shoved aside by the grumpy clouds, and Jhudora was rather happy about this. |
|Fanetti: The Inside StoryIn the off-season, in between practice sessions, Fanetti took the time to visit the Crumpetmonger, known to him as his sweet aunt Florence, in order to give her some help with back orders for the many delicious scones, crumpets, biscuits, and other baked goodies on hand.|
|Once Upon a Halloween Night"Can't we BUY a costume like all the other pets? Don't we have over 400k?! Surely you can spare a couple thousand for a decent costume!"|
|Stories from the Outsyder Fringe: Time & PunishmentThe latest spooky story from Outsyder! Time can't be rewound, but if it can? One learns that time is a harsh mistress...|
|Mr. Macabre and his Troupe of Dancing SkeletonsThat was the heart of the problem, you see – the dancing troupe couldn't perform on Mondays. They simply fell to pieces. Literally.|
|The Crumpetmonger's NightmareIt was the day before Halloween and Neovians were purchasing last minute decorations and food supplies.
One shop that was open as normal was the Crumpetmonger, and the Crumpetmonger served up all kinds of baked delights.
|HauntedYou were never meant to be a hero, boy. Stay on the dark side. The winning side. You'll be happier.|
|Plushies Aren't ScaryOr are they?|
|Last Will & Testament"Well, somebody has to go up there."
A dead silence followed these words. The ticking of the grandfather clock seemed suddenly louder than it had any right to be...
|FairestCeleste reached almost instantly for the feathered mask of purple and pink and blue, but stopped and said, "Put one on?"|
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"Stories from the Outsyder Fringe: Time & Punishment" by outsyder
He never saw the Postal Uni deliver his stuff. It just somehow was found in the mail slot or in the front door when anyone least expected it. Talking to the Uni, all she said was that neither she nor anyone else ever delivered those things and they just somehow appeared, considering it the work of mystery and/or dark faeries. Jordy didn't care. As long as he received his stuff, he was not worried. So here he was...
|Stormclouds Over Meridell: Part Two|
"Ever since the war, the Citadel has been flying too high, and unless we fall below the clouds soon, we will wind up burning out the engines and then falling from the sky."