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Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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 | The Fire Within: Part EightYardly returned to the Font alone, though Marbelle and her soldiers were waiting, hidden, in the tunnels beyond. Waiting for Yardly's signal. Waiting to storm their birthplace. The plan was simple. Yardly would go in and eliminate Igneot. Then he would signal the others to follow. It was a ludicrously stupid plan, of course, and Yardly knew this.
by herdygerdy |  | Faerie Wings III: The Nightmare of Dreamland: Part Six“I honestly can’t describe it with words,” Brillare confessed, “but the moment I stared into her eyes, I felt my heart pumping widely and my nerves began to suddenly act up. Oddly enough, this has never happened to me before, and I can’t understand why.”
by downrightdude |  | Mother's Balloon: Part SixThe startled Vacana calmed down in an instant when he heard the sound of his owner's voice. He perked up his ears and trotted over to the Kougra, his stubby tail swishing back and forth like a Dogelfox about to get a treat
by dewdropzz |  | The Door Closes: Part SevenA man breathes heavily across from me, audible even from beneath a mask of loose grey cloth. A swath of worn fabrics wrapped up and down his figure encloses him. He wears different patterns, colors and materials, but they are all faded and fraying, as though he has had nothing new to wear for the past hundred years and must make do with the pieces of an old wardrobe. Art by ellbot1998
by ellbot1998 |  | The Beginning of the Shadow: Part Five“It’s not about yesterday. Zee, best friends are supposed to tell each other everything right?” Zee nodded. She still hadn’t told Kamia hers. Maybe this was the right time? Was fate finally giving her a chance? Kamia took a few deep breaths, but was unsure of how to continue. Finally, she decided to just be blunt.
by sha2196 |  | The Sorceress and the Prisoner: Part TwoThe warm, sweet calling voice of his younger sister woke Jeran from his dreams. He couldn't remember exactly what his dream had been, only that he had felt alone, then shook the thought from his mind. To his surprise he had woken up in the courtyard, with Lisha's face hovering above him, a huge grin on her face.
by dudeiloled |  | Arthur: A Weapon's Tale: Part ThreeIt was an odd hour to be out in Happy Valley with few Neopians around. Art kept his head down, moving swiftly on the cold cobblestone path. The Snowager would be asleep any moment now and he would need all the time he could get. The path wound its way through town until pavement turned to ice.
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A Baby Usul, curled in a dark orange blanket stared out the window of her family’s Neohome in beautiful Faerieland. She was lying on her bed, with silent tears streaming from the fact she arrived home safely. Maybe change in life isn’t so bad, after all. Wait- that sounds like the end of the story doesn’t it? I guess, to understand what’s happening to this Usul, we must begin at the beginning, with some background to understand her life.
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