"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...
The Prize Most Sought They were still quite a distance away from it, yet they could already hear the sounds of many, many voices within. Hanging over the bright red door was a dusty, peeling sign that read "The Pound"...
The 2007 Doughnut Awards Nowadays there are a lot of doughnuts you can choose from, from shops on nearly every market corner. Well, which ones are the nicest?
Catching Up: Part Six Maybe Ms. Evea had meant it for her ears only. If that were true, though, she had to have singled Patricia out for some reason. But why? The Dark Faerie shrugged and sighed...
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...