|White Weewoos don't exist. *shifty eyes*
||Issue: 773 | 17th day of Running, Y19
|Soup Faerie Appreciation DayThey both owed much to faeries, which was why they were drawn to Faerieland. They wanted their future children raised in a place where such goodness was in evidence everywhere you looked. They knew they were making the right choice. Now, there was only one thing left to do.
They went to say goodbye.|
|Home Is Where The Heart Beats QuickThe Haunted Woods is the kind of place you grow up hearing stories about.
Elders pass down tales of ghosts and friends who never returned to wide eyed children who in turn butcher it a hundred different ways whispered among friends. When he was younger, it was ingrained in him that lying was the coward’s way out, but evidently that didn’t extend to adults who didn’t want you wandering off in the dark.|
|Old FriendShe hadn’t seen Ilere in at least three centuries.
Granted, Fyora was never obligated to visit all faeries for Thanksgiving dinner or anything, but even if she was she had a sinking feeling that Ilere wouldn’t want to see her anyway.|
|The Runaway Child Who Actually Helped OutWhile her three sisters were squabbling, Walda ran out the door in search of chocolate. No scorching blaze would ever stop her from getting the sweet, sugary taste. She arrived in Sakhmet and made her way through the crowd until she reached the Food Stall. She put her small amount of pocket money down on the table and asked the Shopkeeper, "Do you have any chocolate?"|
|Illusen's Day OffShe only ever got one day off a year. That would be Jhudora day, on which she had to watch Neopians celebrate her arch-nemesis. That wasn’t entirely why she didn’t give out quests, but it seemed to her to be a good a day as any other to get a well-deserved vacation. |
|The Forgotten HollowThe bundle of frilly lace and silk fell on her bed in a crumpled mess, but Qihirri ignored it, moving along to the dresser. Her petpet whined at her feet, pacing and twisting around her ankles as if he were a Kadoatie rather than the Doglefox he… once was.|
|To: the Dearest Sister of Mine, JhudoraDearest sister of mine,
Hope this letter finds you in the best of health. Gentle remember that my special day is coming soon, and I’m looking forward to receiving my present from you!
Lots of Love,
Illusen (P.S. Hope you like my gift to you last month on your special day)|
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Illusen: Head To Toe
What better way to celebrate Illusen Day than by dressing up as Illusen herself, the most famous Earth faerie in Neopia. Illusen is not just one of the prettiest faeries, she is also one of kindest. Unlike most faeries in Neopia she resides in her glade in Meridell. She loves visitors and richly rewards the kind Neopians who complete her challenging quests. In honor of one of Neopia's most well-known faeries I am going to show how you could look just like Illusen.
|Wigging Out With Gelerts|
Throughout the year each species of Neopet has a special day reserved for them, a spot on the calendar carved out in their honour. This week, that special honour went to one of my favorite species of all time: Gelerts!
|How It Felt Getting My Dream Pet|
If you’ve been around Neopets very long, you’ll notice there are lots of different pet species (fifty-five to be exact) and many color options (over seventy!). And, if you’re like most Neopians, one of those magic combinations will be your absolute, utter favorite, one that you’re set on obtaining. That, friend, is what we call a dreamie.
|A Secret Mission in Moltara: Part Two|
“Thanks, now just to find that weapon and destroy it,” Cobra said as he readjusted his headset. He then nodded to Korco and slithered back the way he came, the scientists still oblivious to him.
|Return to Lynwood: Part Four|
A few of Isengrim’s thanes let out low growls at the Kougra, which Suhel cut short with a motion of her paw. Pharazon stared hard at the woman, his blue eyes narrowing.
Although Lexora looked like she wanted to pass out, she finally said, “C-Caradoc?! I thought I’d never see you again! When you left for the Woods and never came back—we all assumed the worst!”