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Nonlinear Companions: Dawn: Part Six

"It's starting to snow," I observed. "The Ice Caves are like, indoors, right?" Westron laughed at me, "Well, caves are predominantly 'indoor' locations, in fact, I'd go so far as to say it’s a defining feature of them."

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by _starryeyedsurprise_

Dreaming of Adventure: Part Four

“Hey, look who it is! Cairo!” Stevie interrupted Ramona and Sweet’s conversation and pointed with his stubby trunk. The adults turned to look and Stacie stirred on Sweet’s lap. The eventide Wocky had just entered the inn. The dinner crowd had just begun to enter. Sweet looked at Ramona and tilted her head towards Cairo. “Would you mind if I spoke to Cairo? There are some things I feel must be said to him. He is the cause of all of this mess that we are currently in.”

by 77thbigby
One Way Out: Part Three

As much as Merida loved traveling on the steam ship, she couldn’t believe it when she finally saw the shores of Mystery Island appear off the bow. “Land ho!” she yelled, from her precarious perch up by the steam stack, to anyone who cared to hear, “Land ho!”

by the_wingless_unknown
 
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"Eye of the Beholder" by apple_spritzer
Every day after the preliminaries, Lilith eagerly checked her Neomailbox for confirmation of her certain acceptance into the top ten. She knew in her heart she had made it, you know, but still desperately needed the affirmation that she had. We’ve all felt that way at some time, I’m sure. Well, when a letter finally did arrive after what had felt like months of anxious waiting, Lilith could feel her heart flutter in her chest just like the wings of her precious purple Buzzer, Huckleberry. Her head felt light as she realized that this envelope looked far different than the standard white rectangles she had received from the official Cybunny Beauty Contest coordinator in the past. No, this envelope was made of a thick cream colored paper and sealed with a fancy wax stamp, one with a carrot right in the middle of interlocking vines. Lilith could barely breathe she was so ecstatic. She absolutely had to open it right then and there. So that is what she did, carefully removing the wax seal and then tearing the fancy cream envelope away to reveal an equally fancy letter handwritten in flawless cursive script. After reading the first sentence (Dear Lilith, we are pleased to inform you that you have been chosen out of hundreds of applicants to participate in this year’s annual Cybunny Beauty Contest), Lilith sprung into the air with glee.




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All For a Gift
“After all, who can be sad in the Month of Celebrating?” the Draik asked herself. Almost as if to prove her wrong, it was at that moment she heard the sound of someone sniveling. She got up and looked behind the building, only to see a Neopet curled up in a ball, with a hat covering her head and her face buried in her arms.

by winter_pony4

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Jhudoras Secret
Beware the Bluff! Some Neopets have reported that, in the dark of night, Jhudora has been spotted on her bluff chanting and dropping items into a cauldron of bubbling green liquid. No Neopet, however, has ever dared ask her about it, and most likely, none ever will. Neopets who ask too many questions about Jhudora tend to... disappear.

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The Origin of Neopia and Neopets
Many of you are here today wondering why you should read this article. You say you already know how Neopia came to be; the most popular answer being that it was created by Donna Williams and Adam Powell in 1999. Today, I am here to tell you that Neopia is actually two thousand years old!

by steve_km

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What Is A Good Book Really Worth?
Even a single article for the Neopian Times takes a lot of hard work and research. Just imagine all that and magnify it tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold even (depending on how thick this book is). Place yourself in the author’s shoes, think about all the long hours you spent crouched over a desk, pen in hand, scribbling tirelessly at your manuscript. Their blood, sweat and tears were poured into those paper pages, and their hopes and dreams went into the words printed on it.

by kahlen369

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Beauty Contest truth
Just some painful truth over competition at the Beauty Contest...

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Gnorbu Rights
Please stop shearing us..

by cooitiger



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