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	The Becoming of the Royal Thief:Part Seven With freedom comes responsibility. by k3l26
	The Heart of Spring:Part Five I stared at the ruki, my mouth hanging open like a goldy. “H-how did you know about the magic of seasons?” by ketchup547
	The Board Game Master:Part Two Previously in The Board Game Master... We met our main protagonist, an Eventide Blumaroo from Roo Island named Roobina. She was an incredibly cunning and skilled strategist who loved games that required logic, deception, and strategy. by smoothie_king_xiii
	Zur’s Zombie Roomate:Part Four “HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? ANYBODY HOME?” by skittleskit09
	I'm a Faerie in a Bottle:Part Three Our adventurers had just escaped from a herd of raging Tapiras on the back of newly visible Tuceets and landed on Mystery Island. co-written with ___popo___ by grimmbones7

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"The Weewoo Keeper and the Sea" by miraday
'Tis the last Weewoo tonight flying high alone. All his soft-feathered friends are nestled back home. No other White Weewoos grace Shenkuu’s evening sky. He glides through darkening clouds, shining like starlight. I shall not retire with you still on your journey. I keep the coop hatch ajar and bide my worries. It is my vow to oversee our homeland’s Weewoos: Those who fly between our peaks and afar like you. Soon, the moon rises as pale as your eggshell down. I wait with patience, knowing you will come around. Even when the winds are bad and weather stormy, The day will only end once you fly home to me. The sunset was exceptional that evening: from the peaks of Shenkuu, the amethyst sky yielded to the calm navy of the horizon, the clouds blushing a fuchsia hue as if they were complimented by the rising moon. The nightly mists rolled in and the stars peeked out like little White Weewoos twirling far, far away.

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The Weewoo who found his name
One fateful morning, as the sun rose over Krawk Island and the flocks of parakeet and pawkeets started their cacophony of daily songs, each one clamouring to be louder their neighbours, a small Weewoo gently stirred from his sleep.

by smilingpony

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850 Days Later
The sky was playing a symphony of magical colors that night, notes of muted purples sang their way through harmonies of deep blues while dazzling greens reverberated in between. The cool colors sang soft promises high above the horizon, beckoning the passion of the warm yellows and oranges still clinging to the setting sun to fade away.

by the_gecko_dude_ii

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Weewoos!
Their diet consists mainly of all kinds of neggs and some berries which are characteristic from their region.

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The Mega-Super-Hyper-Fantastic All-Neopian Quiz!!
Think you’re a real whizz when it comes to Neopian general knowledge? Been a player for a long time and think you know it all? To celebrate the 850th issue of the Neopian times take this MEGA 85-question Neopian quiz and test your true Neopian knowledge!!

by phoned

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Tails From: Weewoo Origins
Back to the beginning. Happy 850 issues!

by winters_footsteps

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Grave Danger
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This is a collaboration between me and lasergoat.

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