Short Stories

	One Act of Kindness I paced through my room, pulling my own hair out at the stress. Not just for me, but for my Neopet. by sakrathehedgie
	Letters, Snorkles, Slander You, dear sir, are the very sort of person that is so inherently dreadful that the dirt you touch feels itself to be unclean. by hermione_890_neo
	Daring to Fly Vivi had never left Faerieland before. She wasn't like the others, coming and going as they pleased by the wings on their backs. by jun2dak
	Born To Play He lived and breathed the Altador Cup, and today he was going to watch his first ever match. by sophieninetyfive
	A Relic Problem "I'm not a statue," he said, "I am a relic pet." "What's a relic?" she asked. "I'm not sure," he said, "but I do not like it." by terabithian
	Ilere of the Woods Kell lowers himself to the ground and turns to face his companion. "Obviously you've never heard of the legend." by epiic_spork
	To Watch The Altador Cup "You can go and swab decks to see how much hard work it takes to even survive here! Let alone go to Altador!" by gigglygiggle
	Gossip "Ella! I've been invited to Cadenia's sleepover!" I shouted. by _neo_kami_91

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"Ilere of the Woods" by epiic_spork
Mara dismisses his comment with a wave. "Whatever. She's still a legend and we're never going to find her. I mean, come on, a dark earth faerie? There's no such thing." Kell lowers himself to the ground and turns to face his companion. "Obviously..."

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