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 | The River that Flows EternalEvett’s breath came in gasps. He was lying on the grass somewhere outside the ruins. How he had gotten there he couldn’t recall; as soon as those huge winged monsters had come, he’d crawled blindly as far away as he could get. He’d never felt like this before.
by movie138music |  | Harker's StoryMeridell was much as Harker had expected it to be – warm, sunny, grassy and green. It didn’t particularly suit his purposes for it to be so sunny and warm, as he had banked on keeping his identity mostly unknown, under his dark hooded cloak with his scarf wrapped around his face.
by tanikagillam |  | Avatar GoldmineEventually, Rysony plucked up the courage to run back to Turmaculus and ask why there were so many Merdiell flags and buntings around the island. The Turmaculus chuckled, as he had already been awoken by some rude Neopet 20 minutes prior. Edited by rabbits_forever
by wizzkid_ |  | Thompkens JenkinsHer name was Maude Clock, and she was a Krawk. Thom had liked her from the day he met her because she was a mystery. More bipolar than volatile, always spouting bits of gibberish Thom found enlightening, it was even unknown to Thom whether she was a woman or a child.
by dewdropzz |  | All hat, no dragon"L-lady Cecilia? Whatever is the meaning of this? Were we making too much noise?" Some of the Neovians in the more elaborate costumes had edged over to the dragon, whose head and neck still blocked the only door into the banquet hall.
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