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The Whispering Wail Sword
by purplehopper | | Description: Most Neopians are not fully aware of what lies beneath Meridell Castle. Lost in the pages of dusty books in rotting libraries lies the truth most know only as an old faerie’s tale. |
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The Whispering Wail Sword:Part Two
by purplehopper | | Description: Someone had cornered Talzadon with a weapon. “Hey! I know you!” |
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The Whispering Wail Sword:Part Three
by purplehopper | | Description: A monstrous Slorg had cornered Mina. She stood back against the wall, spear aimed at the beast. It reminded Talzadon of the Monoceraptor both in size and ferocity. |
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The Whispering Wail Sword:Part Four
by purplehopper | | Description: Deep in the old castles of Meridell, Mina and Talzadon stood by the armor-filled well, despondent. Mina had stopped breathing fire while they contemplated their options in the darkness. “I’ve got an idea,” she said almost solemnly, “but it’s up to you to make it work.” “Me??” |
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The Whispering Wail Sword: Part Five
by purplehopper | | Description: They had found the whispering wail sword, she was convinced it was always just a myth, but here it was, glowing with power. |
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The Whispering Wail Sword:Part Six
by purplehopper | | Description: Talzadon couldn’t get the voice out of his head. According to legend, it was the voice of the light fearie, guiding the hero towards righteousness. But could he be the hero? |
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 Change Needs Growth:Part Four
“Nash did what?!” Gumdrop looked at the broken shamrock in Patrick’s hands. The only way to find the end of the rainbow was now gone. “You remember the way though, right?”
by jehtredmonkey |
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 Rehabilitation
Over the flurry of green and cracked earth, a sliver of the deepest orange crept up over the chasm of Faerieland. It set the sky ablaze with oranges and pinks, and the glimmer of stars fell away. Darkened clouds absorbed the tint, now drifting without purpose. The light enveloped every angle of the stony slopes and enhanced the darkened valleys crevices.
by erroro |
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