Short Stories

	An Angel and A Devil Faerieland was at its absolute best. In the month of Gathering, leaves were beginning to turn their autumn colors and a brisk wind blew. Evening had fallen and while the festival had officially ended, some were still enjoying themselves. by 77thbigby
	Stuck The first breath was the hardest. They call the last breath ‘the death rattle’, but the first after dying is more than that, worse than that. The shock of it is only half the trouble. It’s like a small fire, or some sort of explosion, igniting in your chest. I saw a ghostkerbomb go off once, with a piercing white fire. It felt the way that bomb had looked. by placebo_533
	The Free Good Doctor, I recognize your name in the more sinister spaces of Neovia. It seems I’m unable to turn my troubles to any of my companions without having your notoriety run through the atmosphere. Thus, though as a proper Neovian I should be avoiding this entirely, I have decided to conspire with the forbidden. by cherishtwilight
	Caring for Kadoaties Despite the piercing cries of the Kads, this was a dream job for one little Krawk named Kenadee. She had always wanted to work with Kadoaties as they were her favorite petpets in all of Neopia. And after all, they did need someone to tend to them while their owners were on vacation. by atreyu_rules87
	Shattered I cannot remember. My memory is shattered. Shards of scenes flit through my thoughts, never enough to form a full image. There is nothing here. I briefly wonder how I am breathing before pushing the thought aside. Better to worry about what to do. by katie_kitkabug

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"Caring for Kadoaties" by atreyu_rules87
Aah the Kadoatery, a place where feeding frenzies are the norm and the cries of the those little Kadoaties can be heard as far as Brightvale. Despite the piercing cries of the Kads, this was a dream job for one little Krawk named Kenadee. She had always wanted to work with Kadoaties as they were her favorite petpets in all of Neopia. And after all, they did need someone to tend to them while their owners were on vacation. She was so excited to start her new job that she had barely gotten any sleep the night before. But here she was. Kenadee, Keeper of the Kadoaties, the title she had settled on as sleep eluded her. The caretaker of the Kadoatery had said desk clerk or something like that but she knew her job would be much more than that.

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Neopia's Secret Villains: Part One
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by asparagation

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The Sisterhood of Terra and Phee: Part One
My name is Phee, and I'm a Faerie Peophin. My birth name is Phoebe, technically. Or at least, that's what my sister tells me. I don't remember what I was named, because I barely remember our owner -- our mom.

by lizzy_beth_750551

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Begin Again: Part Two
Lukirri looks out into the night, backpack heavy with dried food, fresh water and a bigger map. She stands alone, but alone and enforced, with a firm idea of what she’s doing.

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by ellbot1998

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Crazopia Central: Dampened Mood
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