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	The Neovian Printing Press's Gothic Selection Neovian Gothic. A term that sounds specific but the actual definition is ambiguous. by pikachu315111
	Writing a Gothic Story: Just Add Monocles! This daring duo will teach you all the ways to write the best gothic story.in collaboration with parody_ham by june_scarlet
	Neopian Nibbles: The Best of Neovia's Crumpetmonger Ah, Neovia, an eerily quiet town home to a peculiar yet charming folk. Strolling through the cobblestone streets it is readily apparent that there is a rich history here.collab with ciarza by riss_chan
	Neovian Gothic Special: Tour de Neovia Greetings, readers! I am Alabaster Chesterdrawers, proud proprietor of the antique shop in the town of Neovia. Collab with larkspurlane by _razcalz_
	The Flower Language of Neovia Flower Language is not a means of communication widely seen outside of Neovia - sure, here and there you might find a land that attaches some meaning to a specific plant, but nothing to this extent. by mollyscribbles

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"Moquotamorphosis" by graevyard
Night paired eternally over Neovia. The fog hid the trees from far away. It was a strange winter. Most Nenovians stayed inside their homes, waiting for the season to be over. In a single house at the edge of the cobblestone road was a small balcony, with a single being on it. Fansa Green looked through his telescope, observing Kreludor and the stars. Barely any poked through the thick veil of the late season. The Sleeper could barely be seen, her faint glimmer being accompanied by other smaller, nameless stars. Fansa scribbled the astronomical data on his notepad in snippets only he really understood.

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