| A Yurble stole my cinnamon roll! |
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Issue: 895 | 20th day of Running, Y22 |
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Neovian Gothic: Edge Edition
by kaddisti
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 Old Friends
The figure did not linger in the streets of Neovia, as the thick night fog curled around her dark robe. She was bundled up tight against the night air, a hood hiding much of her face.
by herdygerdy |
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 Harker's Story
So that’s how we ended up here, Defender.” Harker leaned back in his chair and stretched his sore neck. It popped audibly, and the Wocky across the table made a face at the sound.
by tanikagillam |
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 The Flower Language of Neovia
Flower Language is not a means of communication widely seen outside of Neovia - sure, here and there you might find a land that attaches some meaning to a specific plant, but nothing to this extent.
by mollyscribbles |
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