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Issue: 1015 | 23rd day of Hiding, Y26 |
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Short Stories
 | A Hero's Journey: WorthyThe White Blumaroo groaned as he slowly got back onto his feet after being knocked down onto the floor of the tavern at White River.
by precious_katuch14 |  | The Jelly Chia's New HomeThe three young Neopians stood paw in paw at the center of the old, abandoned Chocolate Factory. The Jelly Chia watched from a distance at the strange ritual.
by ningkov1 |  | NebulaIn this prequel to Wandering Stars, Zenor Kevix's new Yooyuballing Academy was in need of some serious landscaping - Team Kreludor-style!
by pikapi20 |  | Yooyuball Shenanigans“Come on team, we have to FOCUS!” Prytariel roared as she slung the Yooyu towards the net as hard as she could. Her heart pounded and sweat dripped down her face from the effort.
by maddie_bangz |  | Usukicon MadnessThe Brown Usul was planning on meeting with her friend Onica for the heavily anticipated event – Usukicon. They were going to camp outside the doors this year to ensure early entry and first access for all the Usuki-packed fun.
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"Nebula" by pikapi20
Far beyond the cratered northern pole of Kreludor and the population of Orange Grundos who resided in its Orange Central Moon Base, the rocky plains of the southern hemisphere were littered with lava tubes that dated from the moon's original formation. Generations ago, a small population of Purple Grundos fled to this cave network to escape the clutches of a certain tyrant and now their descendants remained there under the leadership of Zorlix. Life hadn't always been easy for these subterranean residents - their plight having been made worse by the long-since ended Kreludan Civil War - but in recent years exciting, large-scale developments were under way. Not least the newly announced Kreludan Yooyuballing Academy, which had created quite the Buzz.
Taking in a large inhalation of breath, a tracksuit-clad Zenor Kevix exhaled it with unabashed glee. The Academy was very much the newly-retired Team Kreludor right forward's baby.
Other Stories
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 Not the Best Family Reunion
In the wilderness outside of Faerieland's bounds, guarded closely behind an army of trees, there was a lake. Wisps of half-realized elemental spells darted in and out of sight, reflecting on the ripples.
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 Moving Parts
The ghost had entered through the west wall of the Magical Bookshop and exited through the east, just like he had done (according to the Nimmo shopkeeper) every afternoon for the last several months.
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