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Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Headlines "Snow Faerie's Vacation" by sassyxsandra A slender index finger adorned with bright blue nail polish traced over a map of Neopia. Faerieland, Haunted Woods, Lost Desert, Krawk Island, the different lands seemed to jumble together in an indiscriminate manner in the mind. The owner of the index finger was none other than Taelia, the most well known Snow Faerie in all of Neopia. Her cold gaze fixed upon the giant map that took up the entirety of her desk. It was an odd sight, if anyone had been around to actually see it.
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Heritage or Dreams “Would you come with me?”, he pleaded, his normally sharp magma eyes oozing with puppy-lupe sadness. “No. Quick, you know this is something you need to do on your own.”
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Interview with the Swamp Ghoul Hi there! Miss April here with your next dose of hard hitting journalism based on the exotic lands of Neopia, this time our story brings us to the Haunted Woods. We all know it, we all love it, but are there creatures who could potentially harm you? We say yes. I'm writing about a creature known to many as the Swamp Ghoul.
by aprildewdrops |
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The Ten Best Greeting Cards to Send to a Neofriend It’s Year 17; simple thank you cards and get well soon cards are so overdone. You don’t want to be just like everyone else, do you? If you’d rather appear unique and be the most hilarious and witty and desirable and generous neofriend a kacheek could ever beg for, you’ll need to send the most inspired and amazing greeting cards to flaunt your brilliance.
by 20003425 |
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The Door Closes: Part Seven A man breathes heavily across from me, audible even from beneath a mask of loose grey cloth. A swath of worn fabrics wrapped up and down his figure encloses him. He wears different patterns, colors and materials, but they are all faded and fraying, as though he has had nothing new to wear for the past hundred years and must make do with the pieces of an old wardrobe. Art by ellbot1998
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The Adventures of Trina: The Awakening: Part One It was almost completely dark, apart from moonlight leaking through gaps in the treetops. Traveling in the dark proved nerve-wracking—like usual—and Trina knew arguing would only irritate her friends. The mistake that she made could potentially destroy the entire island, or worse, and it was her responsibility to fix it, no matter the risks.
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