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The Big Move:Part Five

After sending everyone off, I knew I had only a limited amount of time before they all came back to the house. Actually, the more I thought of it, the more I realized that there was probably going to be a lot of distractions with everyone interacting with each other for a long period of time so I had a bit of time on my hands.

by hannahcreep
King Altador's Substitute:Part Four

Eventually, Queen Nera managed to fix everything. The small yooyu island had been fully repaired, the Hall of Heroes ceiling was fixed, the altachucks had been found and returned to their cages, and everything seemed to be in order, finally.

by trishabeakens
Lupe Pack Detectives-Copycat:Part Two

It had been several days since the attack on Headquarters was reported as breaking news in the Neopian Times. While both Squire Oak and I were stuck at Shade’s Neohome for safety concerns, Shade was out gathering whatever information he could dig up from his sources.

by lupe_hunter_7
 
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"Paranoia" by likelife96
Note: This is a follow-up to the series Duplicity published from issues 710-721. You do not need to have read it to understand the story, but it does help to make more sense as to what's going on. Danner leaned on his desk and rubbed his temples, hoping to coax his blasting headache away. A tiny trail of steam from a piping hot cup of tea wafted slowly toward his head, imparting a most metallic and bitter scent. He did not particularly enjoy tea, let alone this mauled abomination that the castle's potion-master had brewed for him, but it did work for its intended purpose, presumably. And without it, he could not quite focus on a single thing, not even his pain, which, of course, was little more than a sensation. Sensations existed purely inside of his head, and well, you could never trust your own perceptions. They were little more than a flawed imitation of reality, pieces of an otherwise-crumbling mosaic, a tiny sliver of light shining through a cave. Everybody knew this to be technically true. They moved on with their lives as usual, brushing off this miniscule doubt, accepting that an imperfect model was still an adequate representation of the world. Not Danner. He couldn't stop thinking about this point at all.




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The Neovian Fortune Teller
Although Rascan knew the way, he always felt lost in the Haunted Woods....

by k3l26

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They Did Not Speak
Art thou casting thine Spell properly?

by skutterbotched

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The Magic of Meridell: A Sit Down with Kayla
Though Kauvara might be the most famous magic potion master in all of Neopia, tucked away in Meridell Castle resides a vibrant red Zafara known as Kayla. The young Zafara does not hail from Meridell, she has called it her home since traveling through a time portal with her friends. Kayla was born in Neopia Central, where she would spend her days hanging around Kauvara’s potion shop. She has always been fascinated by magic and potion making. When she wasn’t browsing the shelves of Kauvara’s Magic Shop, she was reading books on how to brew potions.

by hectic_haley

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Life After the Curse
This article first appeared in “The Faerieland Gazette.”

by black_skull725

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Wish Upon A Doughnutfruit
doe.

by liezelotte8

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Dozens: Yummy Yummy in My Tummy!
In which the Candy MP is born!

by mandy_wong



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