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Issue: 766 | 27th day of Sleeping, Y19 |
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Short Stories
 | Terry’s Terrible Mood and The Awesome Incredible Day Yes, everything in Neopia was absolutely perfect, from the bright blue sky above to the deep green grass below. You would be hard pressed to find anything wrong today, and that was exactly the problem with it! Because everything was just ridiculously perfect…. except for Terry’s mood.
by kahlen369 |  | A Witty Draik A Draik faces a huge problem when Jhudora steals her necklace.
by keruza |  | Of Silence: the Two Arts “Uhm... well, I play it, sometimes,” he eventually decides to admit, seeming overwhelmingly embarrassed to do so, his voice hushed to a whisper. Honestly, him saying that he plays it "sometimes" is a gross understatement, but he would never admit that to Kanrik. Yet, at least. “I’ve, uh... Playing the violin is something I’ve done since I was a child.”
by theschizophrenicpunk |  | The Dark Adventure Mena nervously looked at the window - she would have to jump...it was her only option. She looked at her wings, torn from the earlier battle against the dark faerie. There was no way she'd be able to fly her way out but it was her only option. That was her escape.
Also by admonisher and thesecretiveonetwo
by sanamm |
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"The Dark Adventure" by sanamm
She heard blasts in the far distance; cries and shrieks from just outside the room. There was no escape from the Dark Faerie and the slightest possibility of victory was erased when her beasts began to attack. Mena frantically looked around the bedroom, she needed to find a way out and time was not on her side. Suddenly, everything grew quiet. The screams of her friends still echoed in her ears but now all she could hear was the growling from outside the bedroom door. The beasts had arrived and it was only a matter of time before they got inside.
*thump* The bookcase wedged against the door shook in terror.
*thump* Books began to fall to the ground, books that she cherished and loved to read were now sprawled across the floor. Mena knew the bookcase wouldn't hold - she had to get out.
*thump* Mena nervously looked at the window - she would have to jump...it was her only option. She looked at her wings, torn from the earlier battle against the Dark Faerie. There was no way she'd be able to fly her way out but it was her only option. That was her escape.
Other Stories
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 Inside the Neopian History: Jhudora
Jhudora is one of the most feared faeries in all Faerieland. Her purple and bright green clothes, her fierce and dark eyes, and the enormous castle above a bluff that she calls “home”, where she lives with her two scary bodyguards, Sarah and Daisy: all of those things contribute in creating an intimidating image. But, what do we, Neopians, really know about her?
by maga_m |
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 Caring For Crying Kadoaties
So you've made the decision to give your Neopets his or her own Kadoatie, a friend to love and care for and lavish with all the food and treats they want. But what is the exact best way to care for your Kadoatie? Well, that's what I'm here for!
by alyseth |
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 Spiral: Part Four
“I saw the entire ordeal unfold from the nearby waters. You put up a good fight. It’s not too late to stop your foe” The Maraquan Eyrie and Uni reappeared. “There are still many out there who believe in you, and a certain friend of the… ghostly variety seems to have taken quite a shine towards you. There might be something that may be able to assist you in your plight, but it is found submerged in the depths of Maraqua” Nereid let go of Frostrym as she swam out a little further away from the icy shore “So are you in?”
by waterguardianwmr |
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 Nonlinear Companions: Post Meridiem: Part One
It had been a year since I had stepped the streets of the Meridell market. I was supposed to be meeting Westron at eleven, but I had been swept up in a wave of nostalgia. It was ten to, and I really ought to be heading to the park we first met in, but instead I was just standing there, staring up at the University. My old stomping ground. I wondered what it was like now, how much it would have changed?
by _starryeyedsurprise_ |
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