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Issue: 979 | 24th day of Running, Y25 |
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Short Stories
 | I Fought Jhudora on Illusen Day and Lost"It was a sunny day in Meridell as the morning mist finally cleared. The sky was blue, the Draiks were hatching, and the cheese was rolling..."
by chesschocolate |  | A Spring Day in the Glade"One early spring morning, you decide to take a stroll through the Faerieland forest..."
by iwonder |  | A Missing Invitation"A sour, noxious smell followed the purple and green clouds that rolled like fog into Illusen’s Glade..."
by emma_manatee |  | Illusen’s RequestIllusen Day is not the same when it’s raining. Nothing that a good story can’t fix.
by greencheese79 |  | Illusen's New Quest"It was peaceful. Except, of course, for the piles of items scattered around her."
by saqo |  | Breaking Illusions"Surprisingly, though, Cehani had never met Illusen. Never meet your heroes. This phrase she had heard stuck with her."
by candylandtheonomy |  | A Symol MatterHow do you handle Symols at the farm?
by kadface |  | Bright Glade, Shadowed Forest"She hadn’t been offering quests at her glade for very long; she’d started relatively recently, after hearing that Jhudora had started out giving quests back in Faerieland."
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"A Missing Invitation" by emma_manatee
A sour, noxious smell followed the purple and green clouds that rolled like fog into Illusen’s Glade. Illusen sighed and handed the feeble Kacheek a pair of cream cookies. “Thank you for completing my quest,” she said, patting the little creature on the head. “Feel free to come by tomorrow if you think you’re up for it.” The clouds could only mean one thing – Jhudora had come for a visit.
“Can I help you, Jhudora?” she sighed, brushing the lingering threads of smoke off her skirt. They were nearly alive, clinging to her, drawn to her energy. “I’m very busy, you know.”
“Yes, I’m sure giving little Meridell peasants chores to fill their days is very taxing,” Jhudora scoffed. Illusen did her best to brush off the scorn. She knew Jhudora spent all day in her bluff doing the exact same thing. “But I was hoping… that you could do me a favour.”
Illusen had to hold in the laugh that bubbled up her throat. Jhudora was asking her for a favour? It was absurd! Jhudora was just as powerful as she was, even though her magic favoured darkness. Just like herself, Jhudora would get other Neopets to run errands for her and get materials for her spells. (Or just things that she wanted.) What could Illusen possibly help her with?
“Go on,” Illusen urged her. Jhudora fidgeted with the hem of her robe, clearly not wanting to say whatever the flavour was. “Would you like tea?” Illusen offered. “Or some cream cookies? I just made the cream fresh.” She didn’t tell her that she’d made the cookies for the Kacheek.
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