| Preparing Neopia for the Meepits |
Circulation: 193,453,319 |
Issue: 691 | 24th day of Swimming, Y17 |
|
| |
Comics
| |
|
Search the Neopian Times
Headlines
"A Trip to the Tomb" by aprildewdrops
It was a cold summer night, all the people on Mystery Island had gone to bed. There were but two people awake on the island, an old Nimmo keeping an eye on the Rock Pool, and the Island Mystic. Or so they thought. As the rain gently poured down on sleeping island a silent figure rode ashore and docked his boat. He was covered in black clothes and a hood, leaving himself unrecognizable to anyone who saw it.
Other Stories
---------
 A Stealthy Shoyru's Mission
Deep within the mountains of Shenkuu, a tiny temple rested carved into the side of one of the highest peaks. The chipped gray paint of the walls and the torn red banner that waved aimlessly gave the impression that this particular temple was most likely abandoned long ago. However, to think that this tiny building nestled deep within the mountain was devoid of any company was incorrect.
by sassyxsandra |
---------
 Tales From Elysian Fields: Neopian Appetites
You’re entering a world as real as you make it out to be; there are no limitations to the possible inputs and outputs. But unlike an equation, you can’t chart relics of a time yet to come — an opening into the dark matter before us. Free from the shackles of reality, you are about to take a walk in Elysian Fields.
by bug0704 |
---------
---------
---------
 The Fire Within: Part Nine
Only a few hours after Yardly emerged from the Magma Pool, Marbelle decided it was time to storm Moltara City. Unlike the Font, which had multiple access tunnels, there was only one route to the city. The longer Andesite had to warn the Mayor of Marbelle's attack, the more heavily fortified the bottleneck would become.
by herdygerdy |
---------
 The Adventures of Trina: The Awakening: Part Two
“It was not my fault!” he snarled. “If you had actually paid attention to what was goin’ on, it’s pretty obvious that I’m powerless in the crew. Why would they listen to a thing I, the ship’s gunner, have to say? And why would I waste my time pestering those arrogant buffoons who think height and treasure and rank are everything? I couldn’t do a thing!”
by ummagine3284 |
|
|
|
