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	The Becoming of the Royal Thief:Part Seven With freedom comes responsibility. by k3l26
	The Heart of Spring:Part Five I stared at the ruki, my mouth hanging open like a goldy. “H-how did you know about the magic of seasons?” by ketchup547
	The Board Game Master:Part Two Previously in The Board Game Master... We met our main protagonist, an Eventide Blumaroo from Roo Island named Roobina. She was an incredibly cunning and skilled strategist who loved games that required logic, deception, and strategy. by smoothie_king_xiii
	Zur’s Zombie Roomate:Part Four “HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? ANYBODY HOME?” by skittleskit09
	I'm a Faerie in a Bottle:Part Three Our adventurers had just escaped from a herd of raging Tapiras on the back of newly visible Tuceets and landed on Mystery Island. co-written with ___popo___ by grimmbones7

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"The Weewoo Keeper and the Sea" by miraday
'Tis the last Weewoo tonight flying high alone. All his soft-feathered friends are nestled back home. No other White Weewoos grace Shenkuu’s evening sky. He glides through darkening clouds, shining like starlight. I shall not retire with you still on your journey. I keep the coop hatch ajar and bide my worries. It is my vow to oversee our homeland’s Weewoos: Those who fly between our peaks and afar like you. Soon, the moon rises as pale as your eggshell down. I wait with patience, knowing you will come around. Even when the winds are bad and weather stormy, The day will only end once you fly home to me. The sunset was exceptional that evening: from the peaks of Shenkuu, the amethyst sky yielded to the calm navy of the horizon, the clouds blushing a fuchsia hue as if they were complimented by the rising moon. The nightly mists rolled in and the stars peeked out like little White Weewoos twirling far, far away.

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Finding Home: A Collection of Letters
It was just after sunrise when Veronique the Island Xweetok finally landed on the beach. The salty ocean breeze was warm and comforting, and the soft sway and rustle of the palm trees reminded her she was home, a notion that was more foreign to her than she expected.

Also written by breakeven and detection.

by tsiegred

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The Weewoo who found his name
One fateful morning, as the sun rose over Krawk Island and the flocks of parakeet and pawkeets started their cacophony of daily songs, each one clamouring to be louder their neighbours, a small Weewoo gently stirred from his sleep.

by smilingpony

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85 Reasons for 850 Issues - Why We Love The NT!
There are many things that we love about the Neopian Times! The very fact that it has continue to 850 issues shows just that! But to celebrate, I have compiled a list of 85 things that we love about the Neopian Times!

by carmen_lee123

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Getting into a special edition of NT? How?
Being part of a special edition is a dream of lots of Neopians. Some try every time, but not everyone is selected. Whether it is the Halloween special, the Birthday special or the 50 editions special, what is the secret to having your text published?

by royal_real

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Grave Danger
Mmm bacon

This is a collaboration between me and lasergoat.

by _9_volt_the_gamer_

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Beware of darigan weewoos...
They might be writting a horror story for NT's special edition

by jacquelineramrez

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