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Fall from Grace

How strange…Fyora thought to herself as she wandered along the corridors of her magnificent fortress, there seems to be no one here today…

by rivera_ice_princess
The Miracle Who Fell From the Sky!

You're a pain, Flor.

by _brainchild_
How a Hissi Learned to Fly

Schyff, a Magma Hissi, was sitting and quietly reading a book when a strange feeling came over him. The sort of feeling you get when you feel you’re being watched...

by almightynyx
A Sailor's Sky

He tightly gripped the slip of paper in his claws, fearing that the gusts of wind would take his only chance at getting even a look from the Captain away from him...

by racerfishy
And The Sky Was Alight

Written here is my report, dictated with a magical pen. Only the witness’s words are present, though you can likely infer my questions from the text.

by skutterbotched
Xucrão Shoots the Breeze

Hurling yourself off the Darigan Citadel into the buffeting winds... what could possibly go wrong?

by peirigill
Cloudy with a Chance of OH FYORA THE SKY'S FALLING!

But of all the embarrassing and, to be perfectly frank, concerning things that I have done over the years, I believe that nothing will ever top the incident that my friends have taken to calling “The Miamouse Incident.”

by emblo93
Cotton Candy Clouds

Etzie slammed the cupboard door shut. “No, I’m really not. We split rent for this place down the middle and you do nothing but sit in your room all day or laze around on the couch and eat pizza, which, of course you don’t clean up!”

by the_gecko_dude_ii
Crowding the Sky

The sky provides much awe to planet-dwellers...

by likelife96
The Joy of Flight

And so began my new hobby. I opened a bank account and started saving.

by bouncyhanyou
Castles in the Sky

"The sky was growing imperceptibly darker, as the sun dipped ever lower, the clouds retaining their purplish hues. Alaina gave a last, long look at them, her periwinkle eyes sad and wistful. Would Faerieland ever return to the clouds? she wondered."

by kentuckyfrychickenrl
You Are Now Leaving Neopia

"We are the Grundos. We used to live in harmony and peace on the planet Doran."

by opossumman
Who Says You Need Wings?

Today was different, somehow. A blooming, ripening sensation in his limbs. A sign that he was ready, perhaps.

by flufflepuff
 
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"A Sailor's Sky" by racerfishy
The moonlight sparkled off the dark sea as Hunter nervously walked along the planks of the Haunted Woods docks, his boots clacking off the worn wood. Though not as dangerous as Krawk Island due to most pirates living there, the Haunted Woods docks still had a healthy mixture of grumpy sailors and smooth tongue merchants to keep one on their toes. Normally Hunter wouldn’t dream of setting foot within a mile of this place, but desperate times call for desperate measures. As he pondered whether or not the risk was worth it, the salty wind bit through his ragged coat, pulling him from his thoughts and prompting the young Krawk to try and take his mind off the fact that the thing was falling apart at the seams. He tightly gripped the slip of paper in his claws, fearing that the gusts of wind would take his only chance at getting even a look from the Captain away from him. “Yo, watch it!” Hunter stumbled, almost dropping his precious paper as a burly Blumaroo shoved past him. He was carrying a barrel on his shoulder that probably weighed more than the Krawk himself. “S-Sorry…” the youth stammered. The Blumaroo stared down at him with yellow eyes. “Be lucky I’m in a hurry, otherwise I might see if I could catch something with you as bait…” He shoved Hunter with a solid jab to the chest before lumbering off, adjusting the barrel on his shoulder. Meekly the Krawk climbed back to his feet, trying to brush off the humiliating stares from a couple of sailors sitting outside a tavern. “Little guppy, he won’t last to the next tide…” The Moehog on the left chuckled, taking a swig from his tankard. The Ixi sitting to his right laughed and knocked the table with his hoof. “Next tide? Ooh, that's more generous than I would give him. Hey boy! Are ye lost? The fairground is back that way!” Hunter scurried away, hiding his blushing scales in the collar of his coat. As he quietly made his way further down the docks, his eyes nervously darted around to the various sailors lounging about as he tried to find the ship that he was looking for.




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Airborne Avatars
I figured there’s no better to way celebrate a version of the Neopian Times in the sky than by talking about airborne avatars.

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Fly Away Home
Here are some ways to spruce up your Faerieland Neohome even if you have to forego yard space – and don’t worry you can still utilize that fluffy, white lawn!

Also by salpal26

by blade0904


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The Princess of Flowers
Rose grunted. “You’re fencing technique is quite outdated,” she sneered. “And your clothes are hideous!”

by downrightdude

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Young Jhudora and Queen Fyora
She looked around the room and realized that something was wrong. She ran into the kitchen and gasped when she saw The Elder sitting on the floor, staring blankly at the wall.

by rocksysmom

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Tired of Flying!
Teamwork makes the dream work!

Also by tonyrichard

by dinha_reeves


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Dozens #2: In the Sky!
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by mandy_wong



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