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An Angel and A Devil

Faerieland was at its absolute best. In the month of Gathering, leaves were beginning to turn their autumn colors and a brisk wind blew. Evening had fallen and while the festival had officially ended, some were still enjoying themselves.

by 77thbigby
Stuck

The first breath was the hardest. They call the last breath ‘the death rattle’, but the first after dying is more than that, worse than that. The shock of it is only half the trouble. It’s like a small fire, or some sort of explosion, igniting in your chest. I saw a ghostkerbomb go off once, with a piercing white fire. It felt the way that bomb had looked.

by placebo_533
The Free

Good Doctor,

I recognize your name in the more sinister spaces of Neovia. It seems I’m unable to turn my troubles to any of my companions without having your notoriety run through the atmosphere. Thus, though as a proper Neovian I should be avoiding this entirely, I have decided to conspire with the forbidden.

by cherishtwilight

Caring for Kadoaties

Despite the piercing cries of the Kads, this was a dream job for one little Krawk named Kenadee. She had always wanted to work with Kadoaties as they were her favorite petpets in all of Neopia. And after all, they did need someone to tend to them while their owners were on vacation.

by atreyu_rules87
Shattered

I cannot remember. My memory is shattered. Shards of scenes flit through my thoughts, never enough to form a full image. There is nothing here. I briefly wonder how I am breathing before pushing the thought aside. Better to worry about what to do.

by katie_kitkabug
 
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"The Free" by cherishtwilight
Good Doctor, I recognize your name in the more sinister spaces of Neovia. It seems I’m unable to turn my troubles to any of my companions without having your notoriety run through the atmosphere. Thus, though as a proper Neovian I should be avoiding this entirely, I have decided to conspire with the forbidden. I am not a bad man, Dr. Xadum. I realize you aren’t, either, but we both tread different paths, different lines—you have decided to fight nature in all its glory, and I have decided to succumb to it. I have become the faerie Acara I was made to be. Despite everything, I’d like to think that I have been good. I’d like to think that I’ve studied, the way the scholars have taught me to, and that I have made a life for myself. I have dedicated myself to medicine, as you have, and only occasionally treated myself as the lesser creature I am.




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