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"Ghostly Dreams" by jrayeb3
Identity. That was something Sylva didn't have the time or courage to keep anymore. Sylva had been a dashing young Lupe, adventurous, newly wed, setting out to sail every other weekend. What ever he was now wasn't that. Quite the opposite, if anything. He hid in the bushes, his steps couldn't make a sound had he wanted them to. He slid between walls and just a shimmer of his now pale-blue fur could make a baby Gelert scream for their mother. In his mind, he would always be Sylva. But in every place other than that, he'd just be The Ghost Lupe. Ryan was bored. That sort of thing happened a lot these days. Nothing to do, but he enjoyed every second of it. He soaked in the sun, the sense of relaxation, the fresh island breeze. He was home. Home was a strange word for Ryan. He'd had many. Home could be the base where he stayed when he was on duty as a knight. Home could be where he spent his free time with his pals in The Lost Desert. Home could be the places he explored with his brothers. But if home is where the heart is, home was right here on the beach, his brothers, sisters, friends and family inside the house, baking a feast. The family had grown an awful lot recently. Two acaras had joined the bunch, and weren't quite adjusted yet. The wocky, clad with an oversized hoodie, took a liking to Ryan instantly. Then there was the bori, the lutari, the gelert... It was a beautiful, massive, mess. RJ needed an escape from it.




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Adventures in Krawk Island
"Rare treasures on sale! Get them now! We brought these back all the way in the Lost Desert, 'ey're so rare," a typical Pirate merchant shouted to everyone in hearing distance on the Warf Wharf. That meant everyone. The guy was loud. Lillian rolled her eyes. All of these pirates were scammers and frauds.

by dunefurandlilypelt

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Nan and the Night's Message
Nan, a Green Xweetok, could not sleep. It was late, for sure; everyone else in the Neohome was fast asleep. Nan herself had gotten a little bit of sleep, but now she was awake again. Why was she awake? She did not quite know for herself, but she did feel like she was called to a task other than sleeping. She quietly opened the window and snuck out.

by mbredboy31

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10 Wearables That Transform Customizations
With thousands of neocash items in existence, it can be overwhelming to design a new customization for your pet. While there are likely hundreds of items that have the ability to completely change an entire customization, I've narrowed it down to ten of my favorites. Each of these items has the potential to add so much to your closet, and perhaps even replace multiple wishlist items.

by painted_dreams87

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Illusen Quiz
Illusen Day is my favourite Neopian day of all, the day we celebrate the kind and brave Earth Faerie. How much do you know about Illusen? Have you ever attempted to complete her quests, or perhaps you have created a gallery in her honour? This quiz will put your knowledge of Illusen and Earth Faeries to the test, have fun!

by aleu1986

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An Old Wive's Tale
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Ghosts Don't Get Sick
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by iluminescent



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