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Issue: 1035 | 13th day of Relaxing, Y27 |
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 | Relaxing Things to Do This Month of RelaxingThe Month of Relaxing in Neopia is here! While many Neopians mark the passage of time by avatars obtained, battles won, or trophies earned, it’s just as meaningful to reflect on those achievements through a bit of well-deserved rest.
by mango_ |  | Faerie Foods for Every OccasionEvery Neopian can remember with vivid clarity the first time they ever stepped foot into Faerie Foods.
by ellienib |  | Beat the Heat: Ten Tips for A Cool Neopian SummerSummer has arrived in Neopia, and with it comes blazing sun, sticky paws, and the undeniable urge to do anything to cool down.
by lunarchronicles |  | Insider’s Guide to the Tyrannian Concert HallWhether you're a seasoned concert-goer, are looking to attend your first concert, or just looking to snag those avatars (yes, we see you, avatar collectors), the Tyrannian Concert Hall is the place to be. Collab with _aliciaaa_
by lesliiiiex |  | A History of Neopia's Sporting Tradition by the Techo FanaticGOOAAALLLL! *w00t* New champions are crowned, as last year’s Altador Cup drew to a close.
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Headlines "A Guide to Getting Lost" by kendall_cristi If it were up to her, Altoc would trade her jewelled crown for a worn field journal and disappear into the Lost Desert dunes before breakfast. When she was young, she wanted to be just like Seshatia, the Library Faerie, when she grew up. Then she would've spent her days with her pink nose buried in a book instead of powdered and perfumed.
While the other Royal Cybunnies danced in the ballroom and gathered in the courtyard for tea, she was on the other side of the castle piling books about King Coltzan into her paws or climbing the castle walls to sketch the Crokabeks. But today, everything was changing. Today, Altoc was strolling through the stalls of Sakhmet instead of practicing her posture. She had a Tchea Fruit up to her nose, the sand beneath her sandals, and a dream to fulfill. She was going out into the dunes to study rare desert petpets, from Djutis to Gebs, for a new book If she was lucky enough, she might even catch a glimpse of a Scamander.
The hot, dry air swirled around Altoc, carrying the scents of different flowers and spices. She stopped at a peculiar stall that looked like it had different sand sculptures arranged in baskets. She leaned in to look closer and saw that they were shaped like fruits.
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An Altadorian Fyora Day King Altador stood inside the council chamber near the windows where the light from the sunset streamed into the room. Some of the other world leaders quietly shuffled out of the room to their living quarters.
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