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||Issue: 247 | 7th day of Swimming, Y8
|The Perfect LockThe red-hot creation that had been carefully
dipped into the water was rapidly turning black, and the red Draik smith gave
it a tight, satisfied smile...|
|A Balthazar-Faerie TaleI haven't seen poor Fuhnah since she told me this story. I hope she hasn't gotten herself caught again.|
|One Night at Midnight
He was going to do something he had never done before. This would be the night
that he would brave the mysterious lands of the neoboards...|
|TransmogrificationI suppose it began on the day my owner decided
to take me and my three sisters on a visit to the Haunted Woods. It was Halloween...|
|The Fearsome TwosomeIt was perfect. Its wings were
pointed in just the right way; the cloth was professionally stitched, and the
pitchfork looked sharp and menacing...|
|Tales of a Petpet Campfire"Welcome," a bright yellow Petpet said as he
noticed the Faellie. "I'm Flo the Flowper! Is this your first time coming to
the Petpet Retreat?"|
|Why Should Meepits Have All The Fun?"NEXT," said a bored, clinical voice, coming
from beside the lab ray...|
|The End of the Endless Plains"You young rascals keep running off. How am
I supposed to keep track of you both? I'm responsible while the rest of the
pack is hunting, and these old bones can't go racing all over."|
|Some Assembly RequiredI had suggested reading, I had begged them to play board games quietly,
but it was of no avail-the two insisted upon singing the "Rain, Rain, Go Away"
song at the top of their lungs...|
|Telling Kep's StoryMost of you, especially you Altador Cup fans
out there, have heard of Kep Bonnefie, the Darigan Buzz who for years has refused
to speak a single word, yet continues to play Yooyuball for the Citadel team...|
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"One Night at Midnight" by puppy200010
He should be out now, doing other things, like, for example, his nightly hour of Deadly Dice, but strangely, he wasn't in the mood for those predetermined plans. No, he was in the mood for something much different. He was in the mood for... for... neo tacos. He drooled at the thought. But no. Tonight he would do something different...
|Pages of a Lost Past: Part Three|
None of them had said a word for several hours.
The only noises came from the paddle slicing through the clear water and the
Island Techo who had been humming since they had left Mystery Island...
|Dusk in Tyrannia: Part Six|
A Darigan Eyrie gave us a lift. Obsidian was less than thrilled
to be flying, and yowled for several minutes before simply shoving his muzzle
into the Eyrie's neck fur and closing his eyes...