Week - 321 A Uni's Panpipes by macana

Description: Hathim took the pipes and handed over this purse with all his savings. But he did not care about the money: he now had the pipes he had dreamed of...

Week - 334 The Quetzal Ring by macana

Description: Amphos was proud to be the captain of the Siyana. She was one of those ships that ruled supreme over the others, despite her size...

Week - 336 The Darkest Side of Neoschool by macana

Description: One of the pets, a rainbow Gelert, whipped her head around and glared at the Aisha as if she was a mutant. "What do you want, bookworm?" she snapped...

Week - 360 Remembering by macana

Description: He never sang now, instead choosing to remain as silent as the sand dunes.

Week - 366 Hear Us, Save Us by macana

Description: There were always rumours flying around that ghosts haunted the depths of Meridell Castle.

Week - 385 What Was Written by macana

Description: The dust stung Bledynn's eyes.

Week - 397 Close Up by macana

Description: He smiled and closed his eyes, basking in the cold light of the moon. He never felt the long years he spent studying celestial movements were wasted.

Week - 437 Moustache Protection- Seven Things you Must Avoid by macana

Description: For many pets it is a mere fantasy, but all long to achieve it. Dynasties have fallen due to the lack of one, and those who are blessed with it, flaunt it proudly to anybody they meet.

Week - 500 More than Words in the Water by macana

Description: "This is for you, Mother," she whispered. Picking up a lantern from her pack and lighting it, the Ogrin went into the cave.

Week - 533 The Fate of Dust and Fire: Part One by macana

Description: "What can I do for you?" she repeated, still patient as always. She could wait. The mad ones had the most to offer her.

Week - 534 The Fate of Dust and Fire: Part Two by macana

Description: The guards on the walls of the city saw it first; a great mass of desert sand swirling in the sky and blocking out the bright white sun. It moved towards Qasala with the speed and rage of a waterfall, driven by the relentless burning wind.

Week - 535 The Fate of Dust and Fire: Part Three by macana

Description: "Why do you think I am not like you? Why am I the only one in this city who is not afflicted with this curse?" he asked, wrapping his hands around his knees. Hathim looked down, staying silent for a long time. Jazan waited for an answer, any answer.