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Circulation: 114,369,520 |
Issue: 229 | 23rd day of Awakening, Y8 |
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New Series
 | Amethyst Kadoatie: Part OneI sat up in the long, tall grass; my dream interrupted
by a faint cry. Looking around, I wondered what that noise was...
by candykitty |  | Neglect's Revenge: Part OneHis owner spotted the dismay in his eyes and
said, "Cheer up, Vendette, we're only another one hundred thousand neopoints
away from your Darigan paint brush..."
by ewagon |  | The Curse of Talador: Fate - Part OneClose behind the Darkest Faerie, I stood helpless
as my people scattered in despair, not even knowing why this creature was taunting
them...
by funkiechunkymunkie |  | The Tale of a Petty Thief: Part OneWhat I ask for is for you to listen to the tale of a petty little blue Kougra
thief, of the people who make up the most of the guild, of our dreams, hopes and
goals. This is my tale...
by shadowcristal |
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Headlines "Finding the Way" by jade_steel "So where are we going now? Will we see the Haunted Woods? Are we going to steal something? How about the Ice Caves? We could steal something from the Snowager. And why do you-" A striped paw clamped across the young Acara's mouth, but she didn't stop talking. "Mmf gnrrfl mrnnf mnm!!" The one who had partially stopped the chatter...
Other Stories
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Pango Pango's Soup The little Island Xweetok fell backwards,
stunned. She looked up at the immense green pot looming over her. It took Jill
a few seconds to realize where she was. It was THE COOKING POT.
by mygoodguild |
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Melody's Song Above the water I sat on a rock partly out to
sea. The melody arising from the waters was not as clear as it was under the
water, yet I listened, straining my ears to catch every note...
by _ducky_dude__ |
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The Joys of Not Painting Why would anyone want to leave their pet unpainted
if they could afford to make them look ‘prettier’ or ‘cooler’? Well, the unpainted
pet is the unsung hero of Neopia. The pet who chooses to remain unpainted in
the face of enormous pressure is truly disciplined.
by drablyar |
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