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Issue: 895 | 20th day of Running, Y22 |
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 | Thompkens JenkinsOnce on the morn of a grizzly, drizzly, goose-pimpled day in Neovia, a baby was wrapped in a blanket and laid tenderly down in a very unorthodox place to leave a baby.
by dewdropzz |  | All hat, no dragonNight in Neovia did not fall so much as roll over and settle more deeply into the dense, foggy gloom that veiled the formerly cursed town even by daytime.
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"Moquotamorphosis" by graevyard
Night paired eternally over Neovia. The fog hid the trees from far away. It was a strange winter. Most Nenovians stayed inside their homes, waiting for the season to be over. In a single house at the edge of the cobblestone road was a small balcony, with a single being on it.
Fansa Green looked through his telescope, observing Kreludor and the stars. Barely any poked through the thick veil of the late season. The Sleeper could barely be seen, her faint glimmer being accompanied by other smaller, nameless stars. Fansa scribbled the astronomical data on his notepad in snippets only he really understood.
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 Ilere, the haunting of the woods
Dusk began to fill the evening air, as Haunted Woods enveloped in the dark shadow of night, making the atmosphere more creepy and dangerous than it had previously been before the sun began to set. collab with tarons
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 Old Friends
The figure did not linger in the streets of Neovia, as the thick night fog curled around her dark robe. She was bundled up tight against the night air, a hood hiding much of her face.
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