|Voice of the Neopian Pound
||Issue: 185 | 8th day of Eating, Y7
|I Hate Terror MountainThe yellow Zafara didn't like the climate. It contrasted awfully to her bright
yellow fur and the wind seeped right through her bones. From the first moment
she had set her foot there, she felt cold.|
|Dear Mrs. CleaverI didn't want to give Mrs. Cleaver, my teacher, just any old thing. I wanted
something special. One problem there was I didn't know what...|
|The Truth about Being PopularMelissa, called Mel by her friends, one of the
most popular girls at Pawspring Neoschool, and definitely the most popular Island
Aisha, had endured a horrible night filled with horrible dreams...|
|Excuses, Excuses!"Well, you're obviously all fine, so I am really
curious about why you are so late getting home. Would somebody like to tell
the tale?" |
|Angel and Illusen"I see no point in watching arrows fly and hit
stuff for kicks," declared Angel, turning away from his sister. "We should've
just gone to the farm." |
|The Spending Spree"Carl, this is the money we're going to buy food with,"
said the red Jetsam as he handed some coins to his brother. "Don't spend it!"|
|Dr. Yotaria, ISPA sign declaring "Sikowlogest" (Lyrian's doing) and the hours was placed
in the front window of our Neohome. In the room that was to serve as the office,
we framed and hung a few 'certificates' authenticating my claim to psychologist...ness. |
|The Cursed Anubis"Some say it's desperate Neopets, lost and in need of
food and water. But only a true Neopet would know it is the Cursed Anubis himself."
|The Wrath of Caylis“Both you and I know that Caylis has no power over her
visions, nor do I. She could not control the occurring tragedies and neither
could anyone else. I think she deserves a second chance.”|
|Lost In The DarkRoland walked at a quicker pace, now the sun
had set it was getting colder, and Roland had always heard the stories of Neopets
that had got lost and never returned in the Neopian plains.|
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"Prophecy of the Equinox: Part One" by laurelinden
"You know already that the prophecy is to begin on this day, the winter solstice, ‘deepest dark of night,’ and I have chosen you to carry out the first step. Bring the egg to me..."
|Rad'emant Tineela: Part Four|
"Tomorrow at the break of dawn, not a moment
sooner," Bishram replied and offered another chuckle. His face now glowed exuberantly.
"It is late and I suggest all of you get some shut-eye. It's going to be a long
and arduous 2 weeks."