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Agent of the Sway: Discovery - Part Six

"Who are you?" the Darkest Faerie asked.

"You don't know me," the Duchess said. "Nor will you. But I know a great deal about you."

by herdygerdy

The Merchant's Mayhem: Part Five

"Look, Daddy!" Felicia pointed out towards the sea. "It's another ship!"

by crazy_4_sushi
Ballad of the Faerie's Champion: Stagnation - Part Seven

"I reckoned I knew what poverty looked like. My da, he was a brickmaker. We were never swimming in neopoints, and I think he about keeled over with relief when I got sponsored to be a page and he didn't have to pay for my keep anymore. But... what I saw in Abyssal Acres was worse, way worse..."

by shinkoryu14
The Quest to Rescue Baelia: Part Five

The group quickly reached the floor of the crater and travelled across it to reach the Obelisk towering before them...

by leonieke
The Color Yellow: Part Four

Yellow, Zani, Forest and Willy were hanging out in the twin's dorm room. Yellow had unrolled his sleeping bag and was lying on top of it, doing the worksheet Ms. Rofay, the Grey Faerie Critical Thinking teacher, had assigned.

by goodsigns
Caught Between Kingdoms: Part Two

"Ugh," he muttered in a high, squeaky voice that resembled the incessant meowing of "Scruffles," a Darigan Angelpuss that frequented the Lord's chambers.

by parody_ham
Child of the Drenched: Return to the Depths - Part Two

Two days passed normally and Mara began to relax a little. Surely, she reasoned, whatever had been after the king must have been stopped by now.

by kristykimmy
 
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The clattering of freshly-polished copper pieces resonated sonorously through the musty old room like a chorus of wedding bells. Wrenches rattled; cogs began to turn and tumble. The machine had once again been made functional. Given life, if you will. This was all in a day's work for Jacob, however. He brushed off his sweat-covered brow with his paw and adjusted his goggles...




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Crazopia Central: Ugga-Poetry
Ugga Tyrannia! (And happy Tyrannian Victory Day, everyone!)

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