|Fall from GraceHow strange…Fyora thought to herself as she wandered along the corridors of her magnificent fortress, there seems to be no one here today…|
|The Miracle Who Fell From the Sky!You're a pain, Flor.|
|How a Hissi Learned to FlySchyff, a Magma Hissi, was sitting and quietly reading a book when a strange feeling came over him. The sort of feeling you get when you feel you’re being watched...|
|A Sailor's SkyHe tightly gripped the slip of paper in his claws, fearing that the gusts of wind would take his only chance at getting even a look from the Captain away from him...|
|And The Sky Was AlightWritten here is my report, dictated with a magical pen. Only the witness’s words are present, though you can likely infer my questions from the text. |
|Xucrão Shoots the BreezeHurling yourself off the Darigan Citadel into the buffeting winds... what could possibly go wrong?|
|Cloudy with a Chance of OH FYORA THE SKY'S FALLING!But of all the embarrassing and, to be perfectly frank, concerning things that I have done over the years, I believe that nothing will ever top the incident that my friends have taken to calling “The Miamouse Incident.”|
|Cotton Candy CloudsEtzie slammed the cupboard door shut. “No, I’m really not. We split rent for this place down the middle and you do nothing but sit in your room all day or laze around on the couch and eat pizza, which, of course you don’t clean up!”|
|Crowding the SkyThe sky provides much awe to planet-dwellers...|
|The Joy of FlightAnd so began my new hobby. I opened a bank account and started saving. |
|Castles in the Sky"The sky was growing imperceptibly darker, as the sun dipped ever lower, the clouds retaining their purplish hues. Alaina gave a last, long look at them, her periwinkle eyes sad and wistful.
Would Faerieland ever return to the clouds? she wondered."|
|You Are Now Leaving Neopia"We are the Grundos. We used to live in harmony and peace on the planet Doran."|
|Who Says You Need Wings?Today was different, somehow. A blooming, ripening sensation in his limbs. A sign that he was ready, perhaps.|
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"Cotton Candy Clouds" by the_gecko_dude_ii
A slim, Royal Boy Gelert, fumbled with a ring of keys in one hand, while balancing a paper bag of groceries in the other. After a few moments of struggling, he managed to open the door into his small, and untidy, apartment. An annoyed sigh escaped his lips.
“Elodius!” He called out, his voice bouncing off the walls. He set the paper bag down in the kitchen. “Elodius!!!”
“Sweet Fyora,” the young Gelert heard a voice mumble beyond the kitchen. “I thought I’d have more time to tidy up before you got back home.”
A Halloween Gelert leaned against the kitchen doorway. He pushed his dark, messy hair out of his face and tried to smooth it down into place.
“You really just woke up, didn’t you?”
“Etzie, I’m sorry, I really meant to –“
The upset Gelert interrupted the other with a wave of his hand, and began putting the groceries away. “It’s fine, I’ll just clean the apartment myself.”
“I can help out, you know, it’s not as big a deal as you’re making it out to be.”
“No, I don’t want you to help because I don’t really want to see you right now.”
“Jeeze, Etzie, you’re really blowing this out of proportion.”
Etzie slammed the cupboard door shut. “No, I’m really not. We split rent for this place down the middle and you do nothing but sit in your room all day or laze around on the couch and eat pizza, which, of course you don’t clean up.”
Elodius started to argue back, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Etzie slapped a palm to his face.
“Great!” He exclaimed. Now Tomse and Tira are going to see our apartment while it’s a total wreck. This is so embarrassing.”
Elodius rolled his eyes. “They really won’t care, Etzie. You care too much what others thing.”
Etzie shot Elodius a venomous glance as he went to open the door. Elodius felt a twinge in his heart. He felt awful for sleeping in so late and not cleaning the apartment like Etzie asked. He knew very well how worked up his roommate got about keeping their living space clean and presentable to others, but he just didn’t see things the same way.
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|There Goes That Man and His Kite!|
It's a particular interest in society, a hankering to learn about people, as individuals and how they interact, how they view others and how others can influence them. I have a notebook where I will be recording my findings, and, now, I have a red kite.