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Issue: 1051 | 13th day of Awakening, Y28 |
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 | In the MarginsCleo sat on the edge of the raised "porch" of Kahlfu's cottage, watching as the necromancer set up a circle of candles in the dying light of twilight.
by shinkoryu14 |  | The Heist at the Chocolate Factory.The dust of the Royal Purple Asteroid drifted through the ruined silo like living smoke, glowing faintly as it clung to every crack in the broken stone. Collab with rascle90 & kikepv
by sebaspet717 |  | The Year Without an Advent CalendarTogether, the girls made the journey back to Neopia Central, first taking the submarine back to the surface, then the ferry back to Meridell, and finally opting to hop on a bus for the remainder of the journey.
by noileh |  | The End of NeopiaLarry's eyes scanned the dark Haunted Woods for the source of the voice. The light of the haunting moon cast the world in stark contrast. Nothing stirred save the gently blowing leaves scraping across the rough dirt path.
by tcg81191 |  | The Dream Quest: EternitySolanza led Xantan down one of the less-travelled roads to the heart of Neopia Central. The Lupe walked steadily by her side, his yellow eyes taking in everything around him, from the colorful flowers in the windowsills to the Neopians passing by.
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"To Fix What's Broken" by precious_katuch14
The Desert Aisha sat by the fountain in the middle of the garden in the temple of King Coltzan I, watching everyone else pass by – initiates and novices hurrying toward their classes, bemedalled high clerics holding hushed conversations, librarians toting armfuls of scrolls, and apothecary workers hauling baskets of herbs and mushrooms. The Aisha wrinkled their nose as one Kiko bounced past with bundles of wild garlic. Smoothing out their tunic, they scanned the crowd. Then, at the sight of a Red Techo sprinting toward them, they smiled and raised a hand to wave at him. “Sorry, Abiyah,” the Techo said, breathing hard as he reached the fountain. “Master Yamanu suddenly called me to help him find one of the books he needs for his research.” “Is he still looking into…” Abiyah glanced away, furrowed their brow, and knotted their fingers together. “You know.” He sat down next to them, scooting so they were side by side. “Yeah. He thinks that in the ancient scrolls, there’s probably a clue on how our ancestors stopped the plague that destroyed my village and my family.” The Techo gave Abiyah a melancholy smile, prompting them to reach out and close their hand over his. “I’m sure you and Master Yamanu can find that clue so that plague doesn’t take anyone else. Anyway, don’t worry about being late, Velm. Are you ready?” They stood up and helped Velm up to his feet as well. “Of course. Oh, don’t look so sad, come on. This is our day off, remember? Where’s our first stop again? The newly opened grilled meat place? Or was it…” * * * Abiyah groaned softly as they staggered to their front door, stifling a yawn.
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