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Headlines "The Greatest Prank of All" by mystie06 The Greatest Prank of All
To: Jhudora and Illusen
From: Queen Fyora
Dear Illusen and Jhudora,
The month of Eating is fast approaching, and with it, April Fool's Day. Given your behaviour over the last couple of years, I realize that asking the two of you not to play pranks on each other is a waste of time, so I am merely asking you not to do anything that would cause a diplomatic incident between Meridell and Faerieland.
Other Stories
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Stolen Crown Chronicles Fyora sat on her throne and gazed out of the window of her castle. She had just answered thirty odd questions regarding Faerieland and the upcoming Faerie Festival and she was exhausted. She pulled her crown off her head and placed it into her lap.collab with tarons
by devotedly |
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Interview with the Happiness Faerie A tall, slender faerie with olive-green skin nervously stared into a mirror. She was quickly swaying back and forth, trying to keep herself from pacing the stuffy reception area. With Fyora abdicating, interviews were being held to find her successor.
by rocksysmom |
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A Royal Send Off: Fyora's Bucket List With Queen Fyora's sudden announcement of her retirement, one has to wonder how she would fill the voids in her day that were previously dominated by government and royal functions.
In collaboration with Black_Skull725.
by parody_ham |
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The Answer-The Abdication For as long as Neopians can remember, there has been one Faerie that has ruled Faerieland. She has seen so many changes, both good and bad, throughout the years that one could say that she is the essence of Neopia as most see her in a guiding light.
by lupe_hunter_7 |
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Harker's Story Meridell was much as Harker had expected it to be – warm, sunny, grassy and green. It didn’t particularly suit his purposes for it to be so sunny and warm, as he had banked on keeping his identity mostly unknown, under his dark hooded cloak with his scarf wrapped around his face.
by tanikagillam |
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The River that Flows Eternal Evett’s breath came in gasps. He was lying on the grass somewhere outside the ruins. How he had gotten there he couldn’t recall; as soon as those huge winged monsters had come, he’d crawled blindly as far away as he could get. He’d never felt like this before.
by movie138music |
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