Milk Money

by plumbus

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A Fruit's Worth
The stall owner snarled, "The next shipment doesn't come in until tomorrow morning. The caravan travels by night so that the fruit doesn't perish in the sun, but if you want some so bad, why don't you prance your furry little tail over to Qasala and buy it yourself?"

by scubadive5

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Now Hear This
You can hear the sea...

by sarika_ambrielle

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And the Meepits Outgrabe
We have to pick out a name.

by kittylin

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Shifting Sands and the Snowager: Part One
He was standing on a ledge looking over Happy Valley, but from this distance the dome-shaped buildings shrunk to the size of matchboxes, and the individual pets to the size of ash falling from the matches...

by wicked_summer

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