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	A Varwolf’s Disposition The Varwolf so Valuable, all of Neopia wants to get their hands on one... by qeenoneo
	A Random Poem I went to write a random poem... by agedbeauty
	Peopatra's Petpet Paradise This poem is lovingly dedicated to my own Desert Petpet, Paris the Persian kitty. :) by ayakae
	Tawnia the Island Uni An ordinary day turned into an adventure by tatyanne
	Shanty from Krawk Island Shore Ahoy, mateys! by gamin_de_la_landes2
	Acara's Perfect Beach Day Nothing beats the beach! by thejulyninth
	Jhudora's Greatest Bluff Jhudora is a faerie with a certain wicked reputation... by merionelle
	The Truth About Kiko Lake Kiko Lake is seen as a peaceful place... by togepwi
	A Tour Around Mystery Island Begin the morning with a Tiki Tour... by rurirawr
	Button Eyes, Floppy Wings With a Shoyru friend, you won't be forlorn... by drziggs

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"A Game to Remember" by coffee__bean
It was pitch dark out. Not a sound could be heard, except for the rushed thumping coming from a Nightsteed. King Jazan pulled the reins on his beloved companion lightly. The two of them proceeded onward into the desert's sandy dunes. He hoped to reach his destination before sunrise; more than anything, he didn’t want to be spotted. *** A week ago, while Jazan was on an outing with Nabile. He stopped by the marketplace to grab two bottles of water and a small meal for the Queen and him. Upon opening the tethered canvas of the tent, he first lay eyes on Tehuti. She resembled a younger Amira in a way which haunted him. “I wasn’t expecting to see a King.” Tehuti giggled, batting her eyelashes. King Jazan cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows quizzically. He felt dumb founded gazing upon Tehuti. The fresh scent of Chamomile and Peppermint ensnared his nostrils. “It smells otherworldly in here,” Jazan remarked, looking around the caravan. Queen Nabile was only a few feet away, tending to their...

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