Poetry

	The Summer of Bori To finally be back warming up with the sun’s rays by greenj12356
	Fuzz and Beauty Hello, my name is Fuzz the Bomb by bittersweet52
	Ode to Your New Koi Koi Day has just happened by agedbeauty
	The Adventures of Grover the Bloopy His name was Grover.  by mistiehall
	Tick, Tack, Tombola A fan of the Ticki Tack Man by supremity
	Coltzan and Sparky, Together Again To those who miss their beloved furry friends dearly... by ayakae
	A Strawberry Plumpy is Juicy Yummy by tatyanne
	The Snowager and Turmaculus: Giant Petpets Some Petpets have a reputation that is quite large by gali184
	No longer lonely Kali the Kougra lived alone by annsome
	Ozzy's Lyric Poem Most choose to see the world bright and cheery. by firefoxtails

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"The Rainbow Racer" by black_skull725
It was a warm, sunny afternoon in Faerieland. Clean-up from Vocivus’s trail of destruction was underway. Faeries and Neopets alike were scrambling back and forth, moving wheelbarrows of rubble away from and ones full of supplies toward Faerieland. Luxinia approached Iridesia and tapped them on the shoulder. "How are you holding up?" she asked. Iridesia sighed. They glanced at all the activity around them. So many needs still need to be met. Nevertheless, the progress was heartening. "I'm doing alright, Luxinia. But all this council stuff is weighing on me. Honestly, I need a break. There's something I've been meaning to show you at my house," Iridesia replied. They walked to Iridesia's home, which wasn't too far from the Faerie Castle. The home stood intact, having avoided much of Vocivus' wrath along with Drakara's. Inside, it was still the mess that they had left behind when Fyora first called them to assist. Iridesia went to their desk and pulled out a small notebook from the drawer. "This my sketchbook. There's one thing I wanted to show you," they said, handing it to Luxinia, open to a specific page. Luxinia peered at the page they had it open to. On it was an old design of a cloud racer. The wings, in particular, were in the same colour pattern as their own. The body of the racer paid homage to every element, with streaks of racing stripes in the colours...

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