|For an easier life
||Issue: 177 | 11th day of Awakening, Y7
|Shades of Darkness: Shadow is Arising - Part FiveWe didn't impress the queen the moment we walked
in through the palace doors. We were wet, muddy, and cold.|
|The Petpet Detectives: Case of the Kidnapped Kadoatie - Part Four"Now we're back at square one. As in, the kidnapper
could be anyone if that's the case," I sighed. "Why don't we split up today?"|
|The Case of the Invisible Incident: Part FourMaybe the self-made punk Usul had more to her
then I first guessed. I'd have to investigate further just to be sure, though…|
|The Prophecy of Four: Part Four"Kanal'te, look." Talusai sighed. "I don't think
that Tanelle is doing this of her own will. I trust that she is still our friend,
and that something can be done."|
|The Adventures of Tarin and Zeke: The Dark Book - Part Three"Where exactly should we begin?" asked Zeke.
"The castle? Isn't there a Zafara alchemist named Kayla who lives there? We
could ask if she knows anything. And Lisha, Sir Jeran Borodere's little sister
might know something, too."|
|Snowglobe: Part ThreeRia leaped unto the boat and quickly
paid the driver 1000 Neopoints, that should be enough. She sat down and leaned
back. It was going to be a long ride...|
|Loretta: Part Three"Loretta! What are you doing here? What's wrong?"
I was shocked to see her stripped of all her jewellery, and that the quietly
imperious way she had of holding herself had melted away. |
|Savak: The Search - Part Two"Is there a map nearby?" he asked. "I would like to
plan our…'stay' here."|
|The Great Gelert Hype: Part TwoTak began to realize that this was too much for
him. She's too kind to be fooled like this. You've got to tell her the truth.
Tak opened his mouth, and tried to say it-that he is really a thief, but couldn't
get the words out.|
|Behind the Music: Part TwoWhere was he?
How long had he been here? He glanced down and noted his violin case sitting
by his side. His violin . . . suddenly, he remembered everything. |
|Hannah the Brave: Part TwoHer mother sat down to watch her eat. "Oh, I
almost forgot. Grandfather wants to tell you a story after you've eaten," she
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"Golden Eyed Friend" by who_caresxx
Anri, your poem is beautiful. It sounds like you wrote this for someone, like a personal love poem or something. Did you?...
I covered my eyes as I looked at the enclosed
picture of my strawberry fields painted Poogle friend. I read it one more time.
Hidden place? What hidden place. Never… never had I heard of our hidden place.
This had stumped me.