|Voice of the Neopian Pound
||Issue: 258 | 22nd day of Gathering, Y8
|The Adventures of Inspector K. Rawk: The Bandit Case"Inspector K. Rawk! Inspector K. Rawk!" sobbed
a distraught Kyrii as she stormed into the Neohome and flung herself into the
chair across from his desk...|
|The Return"I- CAN'T- TAKE IT- ANYMORE!" Two green hands slammed down
on a hover table, over which the latest Neopian Times was spread...|
|Lonely ShadowsThere is true darkness in being without friends...|
|Vampire FlowersWhat are they doing? Pansy wondered. Her
Lenny neighbors were new and she knew nothing about them or what they were up
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|The Hero of the GladeOnce I saw my first festival when I was four,
I always wanted to dance on the special stages during a festival...|
|Shining in the NightSerenity arrived at Neoschool at 9:30, thirty
minutes past the bell. She stuffed her things in her locker and dashed for class.
When she appeared in the doorway, Ms. Nerah frowned...|
|Poison DollIt had only been a few days since her Grandmamma had sent
her a similar Neogram beginning with the same sentence, Please, do not be
|Lost in the Haunted WoodsEyes peered out from the shadows at Laylana from
all directions as she moved deeper into the forest...|
|Walking with the ShadowsI was setting up my huge Usuki
collection at a large, pink booth, when a hunched, cloaked figure came up to
|Aisha MagicI know that she's just teasing me back, but I hate when she does that.
I try to stay calm...|
|Getting To Know Ghosts"Please! Is anyone in there? Please help!"|
|Spreading Sunshine"You say that every day," the Eyrie said waspishly.
"How can you still think, after all these months, that anyone would want to
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"The Return" by phsycoticdancer
"A joke!" A green fist slammed down on the mantel and rested there. "Is that all I am?!" The caped figure raised both arms imploringly at the painting above the fireplace. "Is that all I have become?" he mourned. His arms fell to his sides, his hands tightening into fists. He swung around to look down at the quivering purple Grundo behind him, and shook one fist at it...
|Sol Dreaming: Part Three|
First her owner leaves, her brother and sister are kidnapped, and some lunatic
now wants her dead. What more can go wrong?