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Issue: 595 | 17th day of Hunting, Y15 |
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The Snowager's Heart by peronalodis | Description: His heart was cold, and frozen. It was literally made from ice. He wondered then if that meant he didn't really feel like others did... |
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Life Is an Adventure, and So Is the Transfer Room by peronalodis | Description: My name is Adaline, and I'm a transfer pet. Which means every home I've ever had only kept me for as long as they had too before sending me away for a better pet, or their "dreamy" as I've heard them called. |
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Keep Out! It's Best You Don't Know Why by peronalodis | Description: There is one place that is near completely ignored, even feared by some: a small island just off the coast of Krawk Island, where the only distinguishable thing is a huge black sign held up by bones, with the words "Keep Out" written on it... |
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What's Santa Claws? by peronalodis | Description: "Santa's a robot." |
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Beyond the Pages: Part One by peronalodis | Description: "I wish I could be in the Neopian Times," Sharllette said to herself, reading the latest issue with a wistful smile planted on her face. |
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Beyond the Pages: Part Two by peronalodis | Description: Sharllette stopped moving and glared at him. "It was YOUR idea to write a story for the Neopian Times! Just because you're SO obsessed with being famous." |
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My First Time On a Plot by peronalodis | Description: Dear neopets: Never trust your owners. They can easily forget their promises. |
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Interview with Neopia; Sloth Edition by peronalodis | Description: A revolutionary leap in Neopian technology has allowed me to communicate with the planet itself, plugging directly into the center of it from the bottom of The Bubbling Pit. |
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The Royal Reputation: Part Six My feet padded softly on the sands of Mystery Island. Night had fallen not too long ago, and the boat sailed away in the dark, never ending ocean. And with it went my only way back to my real home.
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