|Where there's a Weewoo, there's a way
||Issue: 338 | 11th day of Eating, Y10
|Conkerberries on the HorizonFirecrafter was woken by a bright flash, seen from behind his closed eyelids...|
|We Won't Know Unless We TryHis brother looked at him with empathy. "Well, what do you want to do about it?"|
|Forever BlueEverything was blue: the ocean, the sky, some days I even fancied the sun had turned blue. Frowning, I turned my back on my ship...|
|Discarded"But Sam is really mean, and so protective! If I go with him, he'll call me an imbecile again, and then he won't let me do ANYTHING..."|
|Twilight: A Faerie's FallLike her playmates, she was, of course, without an element, and without any magic to command. That was why, in the gentle warmth of the late summer evening, Lumina was being kept safely indoors...|
|The Not-So-Fake FriendshipToday is the day I take revenge on someone I never met, and never wanted to take revenge on...|
|Teaching Misery"Today is Grey Day." The Eyrie gave a disdainful snort and sighed. "So you're ruining the festive atmosphere..."|
|Learning to AcceptYes, indeed, Lil and Shirly used to be one of Neopia's wealthy, high up on the society ladder with the avatar collectors, the Battledomers, and the restockers...|
|His Side of the Story: BeginningFrank went off to the docking bay to get his escape ship prepared...|
|Nameless HopeSmoke rose from the chimney of the Soup Kitchen. The faerie stared at it...|
|Dreams of FlyingWell, it wasn't so much being a Draik. It was true, he liked his midnight blue scales spangled with golden stars, and being able to light the candles on his birthday cake...|
|The Paint Brush Misconception: Have a Great Grey!"Just go, Spectra. You cannot understand my sorrow! I must suffer alone!"
Also by chivo
|Wonderful SadnessEnough for what? That was what the Acara was dying to find out. She was hoping that it would be a paint brush...|
Search the Neopian Times
"His Side of the Story: Beginning" by silent_snow
This was, Frank thought, a strange world indeed. Creatures- bright creatures, colorful creatures- roamed through this healthy young world without a care. One or two of them noticed him, their sharp young eyes spotting him through the foliage he stood behind, but they exhibited no fear or suspicion at all. This was still an innocent world, then...
|Fine Line: Part Two|
The camouflage Kougra took off his royal purple cloak and rolled it up in a ball as he approached Hajiro, the tent city, haven of thieves...