|Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Days Yet to Pass: Part NineChloe stood in the room, now abandoned by everyone, each having things they needed to do, and stared out the window. She had nothing for the time being, no purpose or even interests left to pick up. She was utterly adrift in this new world.|
|The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part SevenBurly creatures were digging in the snow, their long, yellow claws flinging powder into the air. Their feet were massive enough to crush any enemy. Their teeth were so long, she almost mistook them as tusks. Camouflaged by their overgrown tufts of white fur, from their ankles to their forehead, where twisted horns reached for the sky, their red pupils burned into her mind. |
|Lupe Pack Detectives-The Kidnapped JubJub: Part ThreeThe following morning, around six-o-clock, we took an express boat to Terror Mountain because we felt that the weather there was going to be too unpredictable for us to take an Eyrie cab or a flying ship. Not only that, but if we took either one, there would be no room for us to change from our detective uniform into our winter clothing before we arrived at Happy Valley.|
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"Of Portals and Faeryllium" by opossumman
"Wraithland,” Stealth said, questioningly. The brown Grundo was fixated on the twitching of the strange Wocky’s left eye. “And you’re sure this guidebook will get me there?”
“Certainly. Though the more money is left in this jar, the more likely it will be that the portal appears on that day,” the Wocky said with a cackle while rubbing his palms together.
“Oh, that’s a good idea,” Stealth said as he took out another bag of Neopoints and set them in the jar. “So the portal will open in one day’s time, right?” But before he could get his answer, the jar, Neopoints, and Wocky were gone. “Oh wow, he really was magical!”
Stealth had gone to Faerieland to secure some hard-to-find materials Jacob needed for his next project. Faeryllium was incredibly hard to come by, and fittingly just as expensive, but the material was necessary for replacing the plating on Moltara’s biggest boilers. But according to the strange and definitely trustworthy Wocky Stealth had met on the way, it’s much easier to find in Wraithland…wherever that is. Stealth could just imagine how thrilled Jacob would be when he heard that.
“I…take it you’re not happy?” Stealth asked.
“Stealth…you got duped. Bamboozled to the highest degree. Wraithland, Stealth? Wraithland? I’d sooner believe in Jelly World!” The Christmas Kacheek gripped the top of his head and came close to pulling out some of his own hair.
|Leap of Wraith|
"The two of you may share a special bond," said Ziva, gently squeezing Nyx's shoulder. "But Umber Wisp is still a Wraith, Nyx. No one has ever understood them completely."
|Of Portals and Faeryllium|
“Wraithland,” Stealth said, questioningly. The brown Grundo was fixated on the twitching of the strange Wocky’s left eye. “And you’re sure this guidebook will get me there?” “Certainly. Though the more money is left in this jar, the more likely it will be that the portal appears on that day,” the Wocky said with a cackle while rubbing his palms together.
|No Wraith Petpets? No Problem!|
Your pet has just emerged from the Rainbow Pool, covered in purplish-black wisps and swirls. You finally bought that Wraith Paint Brush and you stand back to admire your new Wraith Neopet. But then you realize something. There are no Wraith petpets. Not even one!
|Conspiracies of Crossing Over|
Crossing between Neopia and it's darker counter part, Aiopen, has long been considered as an undertaking fraught with risks and danger. Some even claim that Wraithland, the version of Faerieland reportedly filled with wraiths in Aiopen, is simply fear-mongering as a result of the Faerie's Ruin incident some years ago.