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"The Rainbow Racer" by black_skull725
It was a warm, sunny afternoon in Faerieland. Clean-up from Vocivus’s trail of destruction was underway. Faeries and Neopets alike were scrambling back and forth, moving wheelbarrows of rubble away from and ones full of supplies toward Faerieland. Luxinia approached Iridesia and tapped them on the shoulder. "How are you holding up?" she asked. Iridesia sighed. They glanced at all the activity around them. So many needs still need to be met. Nevertheless, the progress was heartening. "I'm doing alright, Luxinia. But all this council stuff is weighing on me. Honestly, I need a break. There's something I've been meaning to show you at my house," Iridesia replied. They walked to Iridesia's home, which wasn't too far from the Faerie Castle. The home stood intact, having avoided much of Vocivus' wrath along with Drakara's. Inside, it was still the mess that they had left behind when Fyora first called them to assist. Iridesia went to their desk and pulled out a small notebook from the drawer. "This my sketchbook. There's one thing I wanted to show you," they said, handing it to Luxinia, open to a specific page. Luxinia peered at the page they had it open to. On it was an old design of a cloud racer. The wings, in particular, were in the same colour pattern as their own. The body of the racer paid homage to every element, with streaks of racing stripes in the colours...

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The Rainbow Racer
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