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Headlines "Return to the Gallery of the Dolls" by skutterbotched I can’t help but stare at Amulatt like she has lost her little Eventide head. Or grown a second one. I have her repeat what she said, slowly.
“Thou hast a request to return to Neovia. I doth believe thy Friend said ‘as quick as your Peophin legs can carry you or I’ll destroy you.’ Oh! Thy letter was sent from Jariev, thine Mentor!” She seems shocked that my teacher might actually send correspondence. “I thought she usually Teleports, please do not stare at me so.”
“That’s not why I’m staring at you, Amulatt. Didn’t I tell you why I don’t ever, ever go to Neovia or its surrounding villages? I’m pretty sure I bring it up at least once a week.” She rolls her eyes, which told me she had absolutely heard the story.
“Mayhap you might… embellish the Tale a little as Time passes?” I don’t like violence, but this is the closest I’d ever come to physically harming someone. “It simply does not sound like it follows Logic, sister mine. I’ve read that Journal entry. Thou did not even spell thy Name correctly. Mayhap it was a Nightmare? I am familiar with such Things.”
“Transcription error. Anyhow, it was absolutely true, and I even left some details out. Ance trusts me on this one,” I whine. I’m not proud, but whining will sometimes work in my favor. It draws her attention to us and she just lets out the longest, most exasperated sigh I’ve ever heard.
“Usually I wouldn’t dignify this with an answer. Sweetpea, if you asked me now, I’d probably tell you that you’re a bit of a nutter, but I love you.” She goes back to reading whatever volume of the newest horror novel was out and she’s lost to the world. I do, admittedly, feel a little hurt. I take a deep breath, knowing that I’ll have to plead my case if I want to avoid going to Neovia.
“Alright, even if it was a nightmare, I don’t see why Jariev would be involved. She hates people. I don’t think you want to meet her.” I bite my lip, seeing if any of this is taking root. I let out a sigh that made Ance’s seem like it was just a little bit of a thing. “She probably won’t like you. Mythic definitely won’t.”
“Mythic and I have Tea weekly, sister mine. Thou art going to need to do better than that.” She brings over an overnight bag and I know I’m not going to have a choice. “At least, this Time, I shall be accompanying thee.” It’s no small comfort that I won’t be alone.
Other Stories
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The Unwinding of Hannah As she entered the Haunted Woods, a kind of hushed fog whispered through the trees. It snaked through branches and whispered dark nothings into the tree’s ears. A rush of air seemed to roar in her ears, tricking her, mocking her. Her heart pounded in response, beating against her chest, seeking freedom and fresh air.
by ladygaladriel213 |
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Hello, From Your Windowsill Hello, my name is Todd, and I am alive. That's right, I am a sentient being trapped inside this plushie body. When I was a young Poogle, blue in color, I carelessly wandered away from my owner and was dragged into the laboratory of a mad Skeith scientist. I still do not know the mad scientist's name, but he knew mine.
by medusala |
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17 Avatars for Halloween Welcome to my fabulous list of the scariest, spookiest, and creepiest avatars to use for Halloween! Without a doubt, TNT has graces us with many delightful options to use and show just how much we Neopians adore the most fun-filled holiday of the year. Here, I will list (in no particular order) the spookiest avatars to sport for Halloween.
by aphrasia |
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Throwing A Spooky Gourmet Party The time of year is upon us to see who can throw the spookiest, most bone chilling party of the year. You have sent the invitations, the decorations are ready to be put up, but what about food?Also by chibiaden14
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Sharing the Load: Part Two After her brother Galen had completely worn himself out working hard to support the both of them, Helen had taken his place that day. She had been working hard thus far, doing everything in his place while he took a much needed break.
by 77thbigby |
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Casting a Shadow: Part Four Late that night, Asilvani lay there in the living room, wide awake and staring at the ceiling. It was 3 AM, and she hadn’t slept at all. She was wallowing in guilt after everything Jimbigy had said to her earlier.
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