"The Phantom of 1000 Tombs" by anjie The book was old, held tightly in the paw of Meti, a small Plushie Draik. A dreamy expression was fixed upon his face, his thoughts overcome with fantasies of adventures in far away lands. With wonder and awe, he read aloud from the tome...
Chronicles of the Mahirmai Khan: Lost Lazily, Raghidmab debated whether it was worth
the effort to walk down the hill to the creek for a drink. Thirst finally won
over lethargy...
Chaos I barely had time to put my Usuki back on the bookshelf before
I managed to catch nearly all of them, but a few of my prized possessions smashed
on contact with the solid wooden floor...
Havering and the Temple of Horrors: Part Three But
Havering could feel the pain, he could see the pain, and he vowed then and there
that he would cleanse these poor Neopians of their pain if it was the last thing
he ever did.