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"Smilty and her Tale of Woe" by silent_snow
The graveyard was more heavily populated than Smilty had ever seen before. The Island Gelert sniffed and ran a paw down her fur, staring with unbelieving eyes at the Neopets that ran all throughout the usually deserted place. There were Neopets carrying strange potions, Neopets running around with shovels...

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