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Headlines "A Weewoo’s Legacy, Never Unfinished" by _brainchild_ A grassy knoll in Brightvale was home to a community of Weewoos. There were many different colours which were bound to amuse the onlooker. The softness of a plushie, the radiance of a rainbow, or the ravishing robes of a royal princess were bound to delight. Each year, the Weewoos would compete in a flying race around Brightvale in honour of the Neopian Times’ special edition ending in 25, 50, 75, or 00. The enthusiasm for this anticipated event was even more exuberant than the shiny feathers of its participants. Not a Weewoo could be found who stuck their beak up and refused to enter.
Out of all the Weewoos, Angela the White Weewoo was known for her adeptness at flight, a skill without parallel. She had been practising ever since she was grown enough to fly. Angela usually won; in fact, her fellow Weewoos could only recall a single year in which another soul took the title. While most Weewoos participated primarily for amusement...
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