"The Healer" by atarenya Stillness. All was quiet, for once. There should have been faeries flying here and there. Faerieland, after all, had always been popular with visitors, and its own radiant citizens had always been so very visible there. Instead, now, the faeries were silent, cold stone, and the pleas for help that had always rung out across Neopia now went unanswered. Gallynah shivered to herself...
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Seeded: Part Four Isabelle couldn't see a thing. The entire clearing had been immersed in a supernatural darkness, heavier and blacker than even the most starless night.