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SDB: Parting is Grief
Picture this: You’re standing in front of a towering, gray vault. As the lock twists open, you take a step back. The door swings and a mountain of old junk and new junk starts to fall, toppling from the peak of the vault until you’re able to swim in it. Surrounding you are old books, toys, food that has probably rotted, petpets, codestones, trading cards...
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 Faerie Cloud Racers: How it all Began
"That is preposterous! That is the - the most
unintelligent thing I have heard throughout my many years! Me - living in Meridell!
That will never happen! It is more foolish than even the thought of an asparagus
Chia! My fellow faeries, what kind of nonsense is this?"
by ginelga |
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 Fixing It
The Lupe pulled herself up off the counter,
moaning at the sore stiffness in her neck and back, and walked slowly across
to the swinging doors that led to the kitchen. She pushed through them and fetched
a bucket...
by extreme_fj0rd |
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 Judge Me Not by My Avatar!
I’ll admit that an Illusen avie does not give the impression of a super faithful
evil follower of Sloth, but, as I’m trying to say, we shouldn’t be using avatars
to judge people!
by azellica |
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 Space Flight: Part Two
As Arcadia and Captain Peter settled the passengers under
the rocky outcropping, eight troopers covered the entrance of their semi-cave. A few moments later, Jeran ran up, loaded with
ray guns and extra ammunition, and set them down...
by plutoplus1 |
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 A Hand to Guide You: Part Two
When I awakened, for apparently I had passed out, I was
in the hospital in Neopia Central. The familiar green gelert doctor was standing
with his back to me at the chart nearby, and Bee was looking out the window...
by spunkyclaire |
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