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Issue: 689 | 10th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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 | The Fire Within: Part Seven“I intend to destroy Moltara City, the surface lands, even the space station and above. All the way to the top if I must. The purity of the core must be kept.”
by herdygerdy |  | Faerie Wings III: The Nightmare of Dreamland: Part Five The last memory she had prior to waking up in Dreamland was falling asleep on her bed in the real world. Now she was in a flower-filled meadow in a place she had never heard of before, talking to a Kougra she had never met before! None of this made sense to Kira, who was now puzzling how she had arrived in Dreamland…
by downrightdude |  | Mother's Balloon: Part Five"But how will I live without you? If you cannot stay, then I must go with you."
by dewdropzz |  | The Door Closes: Part SixClouds of sand lash through the sky above, staining most of it orange and a few scarce threads of it red. For the first time, I feel like something I'm going through could be a dream in my dreamless life. So I blink once. Twice. Three times. Art by ellbot1998
by ellbot1998 |  | The Beginning of the Shadow: Part FourZee called after her best friend, but she didn’t get a response. Zee could only stare at her friend’s retreating figure. She slumped back down on the bench, her shoulder sagging.
by sha2196 |  | Arthur: A Weapon's Tale: Part Two“Yes, I know about these weapons. Immensely powerful, I tell you,”
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Deep into the woods of Meridell, far past anywhere Illusen would dare send a devotee, traveled a pair of Neopets on their own quest. The slower of the pair, was an elderlyboy Ogrin who huffed and puffed. He could be heard from miles away whacking hanging branches off of the trial. The pastel Blumaroo who walked a good five paces ahead looked back in mild impatience every few minutes.
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 By the Sun's Hand
The last stray beams of moonlight filtered through the thick fog that hovered over the Deserted Fairground, which was anything but. Shrieks of not feat but laughter sounded through the well-kept cobwebs of the musty stands.
by racerfishy |
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 Haunted Adventure
Exiuz, a Checkered Mynci, had always dreamed of becoming an investigator for lost petpets, but it wasn’t in his plans to become one in the Haunted Woods. But regardless of how he felt about being transferred from the serene Mystery Island to the creepiest place imaginable, he had to set those feelings aside and focus his mind on the matter at hand.
by _kiki_93 |
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 Architecture of Neopia: Altador
To a scholar of Architecture, Altador is without a doubt the pre-eminent land in Neopia. The prevailing style is known as “classical”. For this reason, I ventured to the ancient land where the sultry evening streets are alive, with warming smells and crackling fires heating takeaway speciality hot dogs and fancy fig pastries. The architecture of this realm is often overlooked in favour of the annually held Altador Cup.
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