"Lucky" by maraqua_berry Jodie hates the rain. She looks grimly out of the window at it, then switches her gaze to the mirror, to herself. An orange Aisha stares back at her. There are dark rings under her eyes, and her mouth, no matter how hard she tries, refuses to twist into a smile. She looks every bit as miserable as she feels. It's time to go to school...
The Last Dance It was a lovely night out, bright and sparkling and young, with a full harvest moon that hung low over the empty streets. They laughed as they ran down the sidewalk...
The Comprehensive Guide to Stick Fishing If you take a trip to Warf Wharf, you will notice that when there are no ships at the harbour, the occasional petpet or two will pick up a stick, tie some string around it and begin fishing.