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Tula's Terrible Truth

The sun was setting over Faerieland. Tula watched as everything around her slowly became shrouded in a dusky light. She dipped her hand into the blue green water of the lake by the Faerie Caverns. Only minutes ago the water had been warm and welcoming - now, without the rays of the sun, it was already beginning to cool.

by tallydepp
Sutek's Ancient Tomb

“Nooo, Sarina!” Torin called desperately. His friend teetered precariously on the brink of the pit. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of air. But it was futile really. She fell all the same.

by reiqua
Unbreakable Bonds

Even back in Year 4, Neopia Central was a busy place.

Bustling crowds of shoppers hurried from one store to the next with their Neopets, or stopped to eat, or unfolded that week’s copy of the Neopian Times to read the conclusion to their favourite series.

by cosmicfire918

Thoughts of a Pair of Edible Pets

Robin the Ixi and his adopted sister Sunset the Zafara, a pair of pets living a forest near Shenkuu, sat in a cave, watching the rain outside. Their suburban section of Shenkuu containing their owner's Neohome was not far from there and the rainfall was comparatively light; most pets would have simply braved the weather.

by mbredboy31
Visit To The Neopian History Museum

My steps echoed through the corridor, my paws cold from the granite. I stuck my paws in the pockets of my hoodie, warming them slightly. My owner stood next to me, walking me into this strange place. A museum, she had said it was. But so far, all I had seen was a long hallway. Jessa grabbed my arm.

by jrayeb3
 
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"Sutek's Ancient Tomb" by reiqua
“Nooo, Sarina!” Torin called desperately. His friend teetered precariously on the brink of the pit. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of air. But it was futile really. She fell all the same. Torin sighed a soft sigh. His shoulders drooped slightly. He walked slowly over to the edge of the pit. “Why do I get such a strong sense of déjà vu about this?” He asked the ceiling. Maybe, he thought, it had something to do with the fact that he had seen this before. In fact, it was the fifth time this month he had watched Sarina fall into a similar pit. “Are you okay, Sarina?” he called down. She was. The Aisha was sitting up already. She had survived many bigger falls than this one. “Hold tight,” he called to her “while I figure out a way to get you out of there.” Sarina had the good sense to refrain from pointing out that she could hardly go anywhere. She sat against the side of the shaft she had fallen down and investigated her bruises. I should really stop doing this, she mused. At the top of Sarina's pit, Torin was scurrying about busily. He fished a rope out of his pack. Then he began to look about for something to tie it to. There was nothing. Nothing on the ceiling. Nothing on the floor. Nothing on the walls. Nothing. The sandstone corridor at this point ran straight for a good twenty metres before turning a corner. And in that stretch, there was not a single statue or ornament to offer an anchorage point. He supposed that whoever had built this Gebmid had made it that way on purpose. When you set a trap, you don't want to make it too easy for your victim to escape. But he wished they hadn't.




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