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Issue: 211 | 7th day of Collecting, Y7 |
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New Series
 | A Royal Quest: Part OneThe
sky was blue and cloudless, the air was hot and humid, and Fighter was no more
than three days old. His owner had abandoned him...
by poopdoo134 |  | Escape: Part OneValrigard the
Draik sat in front of a small open window, taking in the breathtaking landscape
with a lazy sweep of his eyes. Below, villagers were just beginning to wake
up to find their rows and rows of cornfields, berry bushes, and potato plants
soaking in the morning sun...
by firedragon9078 |  | The Lost Desert Dagger: Part OneI had lost track of the time I spent being held
captive in the dungeons far beneath the sands of the Lost Desert. A month? A
year? A decade? I had stopped counting in the end. It was pointless, utterly
pointless...
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In Search of Amira
I, dear reader, had braved the sizzling heats of Sahkmet that day, with a certain goal in mind: to interview the illustrious, and much courted, Princess Amira of the Lost Desert. Such an elusive character was not about to escape my persistent questioning, for I am much too dedicated to my readers (non-existent ones so far, but the thought is rather nice)...
Other Stories
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 Faerie Cloud Racers: How it all Began
"That is preposterous! That is the - the most
unintelligent thing I have heard throughout my many years! Me - living in Meridell!
That will never happen! It is more foolish than even the thought of an asparagus
Chia! My fellow faeries, what kind of nonsense is this?"
by ginelga |
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 The Ensorcellator
"Average classes, average lunch--" Blynn was
cut off by a sudden cold, wet feeling on her fur. She looked down, aghast, to
see that someone had knocked her bottle of cherry juice into her lap. "Average
bullies…"
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