|There are ants in my Lucky Green Boots
||Issue: 241 | 26th day of Hunting, Y8
|Tropical Tragedy: Search for the Jungly Jem - Part FiveI glanced to the right of the crowd to see a
lonely Maraquan Kyrii sulking in a seaweed bed...|
|Return of the Double Agent: Part Nine"The king calls you to the Dining Hall," said the guard
on her right. Those words were enough to make Cylene freeze completely on the spot...
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|The Five Sacred Stones of Geraptiku: Part SixThe next morning, I decided to return to Geraptiku.
I had to see it again...|
|The Path to Freedom: Part Four"I am Illusen's niece," she said proudly. Then
her eyes filled with sorrow. "The niece she never knew she had..."|
|The Fall of Qasala: Part Four"Qasala will only ever belong to the King or Queen of the city, and will never bow down to Sakhmet. You can try to destroy it, but be warned: we will fight back..."|
|The Lost King of Geraptiku: Part Three"Gosh, Zar," thought Donis, "Can you believe
I've been here for a whole year?" |
|Nothing is As it Seems: Part Three"Has anyone considered telling them the truth?
Fyora will listen!" Rance said hopefully, desperately. "She has to!"|
|Chronicles of the Court Rogue: Treachery - Part ThreeMareian smiled her cutest smile. "There's a Gelert
who owes me something, a royal one who goes by the name of Jasagh; I don't suppose
you've heard anything of him?" |
|A Weak Heart: Part TwoShe thought for a minute, chewing on her lip
and wringing her hands. "The bedroom!" she cried suddenly, racing past me into
the small room my brother and I shared...|
|A Quest Unlike Any Other: Part Two"Hey, TC," he called. "Is it still okay for me
to go to the Lost Desert today? I really want to try my luck on the Fruit Machine.
And visit Qasala, and-"|
|The Forgotten Faerieland: Part TwoTuirsa tentatively spoke to Luce first. "Luce,
I fear that Baelia is somehow planning the downfall of faerie pets. I don't
know how I know this, but it's a deep feeling I have."|
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"It's Not Worth It" by weaponstar
Drano7463 opened one eye, and then shut it again as a wave of harsh sunlight flooded into the room. He began counting under his breath. "One… two… three… four…" There was muffled banging from the next room. "Five… six… seven…" A door burst open. "Eight…" And then slammed shut. "Nine…" Drano's bedroom door was flung violently open...
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