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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"Forgotten and Remembered" by tatyanne
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. It was an overcast day, and a chilly breeze swept through the forest ever so often. Normally Illyana would feel the cold, but today she did not care. It was Illusen Day. It was also Illyana’s birthday. The problem with being born on such a celebrated day, was that none of the celebrations ever were for her. Illyana sighed in frustration as she cupped the earth, forming a mound. She could let a pretty flower grow here, but the young Earth faerie could not muster the will. She left the mound bare. Illyana rose, flattening the mound decidedly with her right foot. Earth faeries were creatures of creation, but Illyana’s little act of destruction filled her with defiant energy. It was not just that her birthday fell on Illusen Day that irked Illyana. Never mind that all the presents that she ever received were Illusen-themed, or that her name had been inspired by Illusen. Most people didn’t even remember her name anyway. To most people, Illyana was the shy little sister of the rather popular, outgoing and extroverted Seiona, and was...

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