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Return to White River

"Portia let Charrie think on what she had said for a few days, keeping conversations polite but distant. She got back to daily operations of running the town, while..."

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The Primordial Saga: A Faerie's Woe

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Sands of an Hourglass

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The Shoyru Spy

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"Fyora’s Faerie Festival" by black_skull725
My hands shook slightly as I tried to untangle my hair. I took my brush and tried to brush it out, but it remained. “Stubborn little thing, ugh” I muttered. “Queen Fyora, it’s almost time!” said a voice. A Gelert poked her head into the tent. I sighed and turned around to face her. “Celandra, I need your help…” I began, pointing frantically at the exact spot of the knot in my lavender hair. “Ah! Here,” she said, grabbing the brush and gently tugging at the hair. I clenched my fists as she seemed to brush with increasing strength. Nearly losing my patience, I instead held my tongue and gritted my teeth. Moments later, suddenly the brushing slowed down and I could feel the knot loosen up. Celandra then stopped. “All good, Fyora! I didn’t even need to use the magical air spray this time. But how did your hair dry out like that?” I shrugged. “I am not sure.” “Maybe you’ve spent too much time on this festival,” Celandra replied. “Ah, perhaps. It’s just that it’s the first time we’ve invited all Neopians to participate. I also wish for this to be a way for Kaia to get acquainted with more faeries. I hope for a smooth festival.” At that moment, sudden screams reverberated through the tent. I rose immediately and went outside. I gasped as I saw dark shadows in the background. It couldn’t be, the wraiths?




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