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Issue: 749 | 16th day of Gathering, Y18 |
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"Naia and the Maraquan Moehog" by erikakaiser
The whispered comments, the giggled gossip, the sidelong glances – Naia heard and saw it all. She would love to be bold, to say she didn’t care, but it wasn’t true. It bothered her, at least a little, that the other Faeries didn’t take her job seriously. If she had more of that infamous Fire Faerie spark, she’d snap back. I mean, come on, the Light Faeries spent all their time hoarding cards for, what? Vague, wishy-washy visions of the future? To her, the present was more important. You could shuffle cards and prophesy all day, but if you weren’t trying to affect change, what was the point?
But she was a Water Faerie, and she was the one who got the snickers and the eye rolls. Her fountain didn’t repair cracked buildings, didn’t build houses for homeless Faeries, didn’t feed Faellies or Boweens. Marina’s Healing Springs didn’t do those things either and still managed to get less grief, despite all the times Naia had seen a wheezing and exhausted NeoPet get rewarded with nothing more than an Exploding Snowball.
Not that it was necessarily Marina’s fault – most of the young Faeries had an element of surprise to their spell casting. They would pull their magic, focus on the outcome, and certainly do their best, but whatever came out was what came out. It took years of practice and learning to cast blessings as thoroughly as Faeries like Aelia or Mira. Naia wasn’t a very old Faerie herself, but she had learned to focus her abilities into the already naturally magical waters of the Rainbow Fountain, and in this way could fulfill requests very specifically.
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 Naia and the Maraquan Moehog
The whispered comments, the giggled gossip, the sidelong glances – Naia heard and saw it all. She would love to be bold, to say she didn’t care, but it wasn’t true. It bothered her, at least a little, that the other Faeries didn’t take her job seriously.
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