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Issue: 992 | 22nd day of Gathering, Y25 |
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Short Stories
 | The New Old World"It happened to be raining that day. That was what caught Ilathu’s attention. It wasn’t an especially noteworthy rainstorm..."
by fenshae |  | Polly Poogle's Amazing Race"'Wow...! Look at them run!' exclaimed Polly, watching the annual Poogle Race from the sanctity of her home..."
by skweebz |  | Coming Home"The small thump coming from the downstairs kitchen was what woke Sandra from her restless slumber. The Orange Kougra sat bolt upright, glancing across the room to find her sister, Cory, still asleep..."
by acorna12 |  | Fyora’s Faerie Festival"My hands shook slightly as I tried to untangle my hair. I took my brush and tried to brush it out, but it remained..."
by black_skull725 |  | The First Crashing of the First Festival"She took in the Ixi's festival attire, a composition of mesh, glitter, and denim that had gone past the point of distress and into agony..."
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"Polly Poogle's Amazing Race" by skweebz
"Wow...! Look at them run!" exclaimed Polly, watching the annual Poogle Race from the sanctity of her home. An avid enthusiast of becoming a world-famous racer, Polly dreamed that one day she would contend in a top-ranking race where only the strongest and fastest Poogles competed. Her mother and father would always sit right beside her during each race, proud of their daughter and the fiery passion she kept within her to run. Polly's eyes glistened with excitement each and every time she would watch each race from start to finish, and her parents nurtured that passion. There was only one thing that stood in Polly's way of competing, and that was her confidence. She was a shy, soft-spoken Poogle who was always loyal and caring to her friends, but when it came to gym class, Polly would just watch her classmates race on the track, for the other Poogles would gather and watch, cheering on their fellow classmates. "Polly, you watch them run with such focus! Don't you want to run with them, too?" asked her friend, Pelly. "W-well, yes... But, I don't think I'm ready yet..." stammered Polly, trying to end the topic to continue watching them race without questioning. Soon, gym class ended, and Polly had returned to her class. As always, she would watch her winded, panting classmates return from the track with such...
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If you’re just coming back after some time away from Neopia, it is good to see you here again after so many years. If you’ve never left, sit down anyway and let’s reminisce together.
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 The Shoyru Spy
"Slowly blinking, Sylas tried to regain focus. His head hurt, and night was creeping in around him with all the strange sounds of the jungle getting louder..."
by iwonder |
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