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Issue: 1061 | 17th day of Swimming, Y28 |
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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. |
| Week - 580
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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Underwater
by peronalodis | | Description: I'm a water Lutari who's lived her entire life in a network of caves deep under the ocean. I've never seen the sky, or the sun, or other people—except for my mum, but that one is a given for most kids, isn't it? I sleep in a bed of warm, blue sponge—magic, no doubt—and go fishing once a week with my mum for what she calls the "necessities." I play with various things my mum says come from the "surface," and occasionally the odd plushie that pops up in the fishing hole. |
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Great stories!
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 The Yurble Farmer
Have you met the Yurble farmer
Who lives just north of Meridell?
If you visit him at Meri Acres,
He will have many stories to tell.
by tatyanne |
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 Terrors of the Carnival
I found myself there once, in error,
in that land of forgotten meaning;
Lost amid those lurking terrors,
I felt certain I was dreaming.
by sir_serene |
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