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Circulation: 197,205,082 |
Issue: 972 | 4th day of Storing, Y24 |
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 | A Hero's Journey: It Takes Two"The commotion in the bandit camp woke Mordred up at last. The stealthy Shoyru sat up in time to see Petro hurled at the foot of his makeshift throne..."
by precious_katuch14 |  | Castle Planners Journal: The Meridell Day Tragedy "The crowd of pets attending the Merridel Day festivities were quietly whispering rumours rapidly across the ballroom. Nobody knew who the shouting royal Acara was, but the name Count Durlston was known by a few pets. It was the name of the Skunk Ixi that lived in secrecy in the castle as a prisoner, but that was all..."
by ferretboy85 |  | Geographical Guide to the Best Recipes in Every Land"Welcome back to my chronicles of finding and making the best foods in all Neopia! The tales I’m sharing today come from places parched of water and overwhelmed by the heat..."
by doglover3662 |  | Fangs for Your Friendship"Time seemed to slow to a fraction of its speed. From his view of the mess through his tears and downcast eyes, Chad saw a familiar pair of hooves appear, blocking him from Kylleon and Val. Gentle hands pulled him into a tight hug, resting his head firmly against a burlap shoulder..." Collaboration with atomic_sushi
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"Rubble and Memories" by parody_ham
A letter came, as they often did, in the beak of a Weewoo. But this one was different. It had Lord Darigan’s wax seal, a golden miniature of the Citadel with the letters “LD” written in cursive below. Sally, his Darigan letter Weewoo, dropped the letter into my hand after a chin scratch. She rested on my head for a few minutes—preening as she did—before darting back towards the floating fortress. Usually, Galgorroth handled our Lord’s letters if they were important, or some scribe with a motor mouth. And spires above were there a lot of talkative scribes.
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 A Strange and Sour Night
"'On the night of All Hallows Eve, when the border between this world and the next is at its thinnest, bring a bag of candy to the overgrown pumpkin patch, deep within the Haunted Woods. Only then will you find what you're seeking'"
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