Short Stories

	A Trip to the Marketplace "Are you sure about this," Eva asked as the pair of Ixi's make their way down the cobblestoned path. "It's really not that bad, you know," she adds, though even with mittens on, she's nearly scratched off a patch of fur. by midnightswish
	The Spring Storm It was spring in Terror Mountain, but that did not mean no more snowfalls. In fact, some of the worst snow storms were known to hit the peaks in the early spring. by greencheese79
	Seasons Change Illusen was walking through the forests of Meridell taking it all in. The cold was becoming a distant memory as new vibrant colours peppered the dreary brown and grey. Collab with clorox by surging
	Managing a Move to Meridell The cool breeze stirred her auburn hair, as she gazed out across the expanse of fields and forest before her. Illusen was waiting. by dennykins
	Illusen's Treasures “Where is my Air Faerie Doll?” The cowering Neopian’s eyes widened at Illusen’s request. by maddie_bangz
	Forgotten and Remembered Illyana sat on the forest floor, running her fingers through the cool earth. It was not quite winter anymore, yet it was not quite spring yet either. by tatyanne
	The Magic Tree “HA! Now that is funny!” King Skarl erupted, holding onto his rounded green belly in a fit of laughter. by rachu816
	Another Faerie Festival Illusen would admit she was a tad surprised when she saw the letter in her mailbox. Pressed in a clean black envelope and sealed with gaudy purple and green wax stamped into a Bartamus. by starbiology

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"Another Faerie Festival" by starbiology
Illusen would admit she was a tad surprised when she saw the letter in her mailbox. Pressed in a clean black envelope and sealed with gaudy purple and green wax stamped into a Bartamus. The little creature could almost be called cute if it was associated with anyone else. The wax seal hides the letter’s contents, forcing her to search her house's junk drawers for an envelope knife. When she finally gets the letter open she nearly rolls her eyes. Not that there is anything particularly interesting about the contents of it. Rather, she falls into the annoyed expression because of having to go to such lengths to open something only to find that it is completely within her expectations of the sender. “You are mercifully invited” she mumbles to herself as she sits down in her breakfast nook to read the letter “to the faerie festival this year, held at Jhudora’s Cloud. If you are unable to locate the premises do not bother asking for directions, I will not account for such airheaded intruders in my home. The event ends sharply at 10, all dawdlers will be thrown out” She sets the envelope on her kitchen counter and tries not to frown. Pushes it to the furthest part of her mind and even buries it under a stack of newspapers.

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