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Circulation: 197,890,909 |
Issue: 1019 | 18th day of Collecting, Y26 |
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Short Stories
 | UnearthedFaerie City bustled with activity as visitors and residents alike filled the streets to shop or run their errands.
by black_skull725 |  | A Ghostly Halloween Party"Come join our Halloween party,” the two Wocky twins announced in unison as they stared into the Ghost Poogle's eyes.
by ningkov1 |  | The Halloween CurseTwo best friends find themselves deep in the Haunted Woods on Halloween night. What could possibly go wrong?
by greencheese79 |  | All in Vain“...And the mirror whispered, “There’s only one way to get your beauty back.”
by madam_scarlet |  | Cold - A Terror Mountain Ghost StoryThere’s no such thing as cold. Maybe someone has told you this before: That cold is just the absence of heat, in the same way that darkness is the absence of light.
by dennykins |  | Trick or Cheat"Trick or Treat!” Little Timmy squealed with delight as the Neopians before him dropped several pieces of candy into his bag.
by maddie_bangz |  | Towards the LightThe menacing crackle of energy arcing from Sophie’s raised staff fizzled out as an eerie sense of recognition spread over her.
by salem_822 |  | The Tell-Tale HarmonicaMy name is Davidroy, a Darigan Techo from the far side of Neovia, but you can call me Dave. This is my tale of obsession, madness, and my dealings with a Dark Faerie on an eldritch Hallow’s Eve.
by mamasimios |
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Headlines "Towards the Light" by salem_822 The menacing crackle of energy arcing from Sophie’s raised staff fizzled out as an eerie sense of recognition spread over her.
Standing in the doorway, a pale Grey Usul met the threat with a vacant stare. Even without the flicker of Sophie’s magic casting her face in a kaleidoscope of distorted shadows, she was a mere echo of Gilly — a twisted nightmare she couldn’t touch, couldn’t change, couldn’t escape. For an instant Sophie was a frightened child again; surrounded by hollow, ephemeral apparitions of everyone she’d known and loved.
Confused, helpless, alone.
“Sophie?”
A hand grasped hers.
Gilly’s.
Tangible, solid, real.
She carried the haunting impression of a broken doll coming to life, yet the glimmer of genuine concern in her glassy, bloodshot eyes drew Sophie like a flame; a flash of light that penetrated the veil of darkness colouring her perception.
“What did you do? What is this?” She shaped her words to be sharp and certain, but they broke apart in her throat— coming out jagged and frantic.
“I didn’t do anything! I mean, I don’t know… I woke up and I was like this.” Limp grey ears drooped backwards. “I know; I shouldn’t have bothered you. I’m sorry.”
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Spooky Petpets You Can Still Get! In Issue 918 of the Neopian Times, I wrote an article about unconverted Spooky Petpets, ones that are no longer available...But there are lots of different Spooky Petpets which you can still purchase, some of which I’m sure you’ll like.
by _brainchild_ |
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Atilan “This is the k’tiin,” said Papa, standing at the front of the classroom, holding a picture of a feather headdress.(He’d told Roxton that he’d made time to come to Career Day. Years later, Roxton would realize he probably just happened to have an open schedule on that day.)
by quanticdreams |
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