"Illusen's Bad Hair Day" by ummagine3284 She wouldn't worry—she couldn't; she was too busy as it was—so she comforted herself by telling herself nothing else would go wrong. It helped for a few minutes, but she couldn’t get the picture of herself out of her head. But this is a bad hair day, Illusen thought...
A Shocking Plushie Story I'm going to tell you the sad and miserable story of Plushies, those poor toys that everyone just throws around without a second thought...
Illusen Writes the Editorial? Anyway, since Illusen's pretty occupied, she asked me to write the editorial instead. And before you strangle me screaming, "We want Illusen! Now!" please, have mercy. I'm just a cute little Doglefox.
Illusen's Bad Hair Day: Part One Everyone gets bad hair days, she told herself, and hopefully mine won't last too long. After all, she wasn't Illusen the Earth Faerie for nothing...
Shifting Sands and the Snowager: Part One He was standing on a ledge looking over Happy Valley, but from this distance the dome-shaped buildings shrunk to the size of matchboxes, and the individual pets to the size of ash falling from the matches...