| There are ants in my Lucky Green Boots |
Circulation: 197,128,178 |
Issue: 965 | 29th day of Swimming, Y24 |
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New Series
 | A Hero's Journey: It Takes Two - Part 1"The war room of Meridell Castle was full of knights either seated at the table, jostling for position on the floor, or standing around wherever they could find room." collab with twillieblossom - thumbnail artist
by precious_katuch14 |  | The Knight’s Club - Part 1"The most famous knights in the lands always struggle to catch a break from their fans to just unwind, so they created a club to do just that. Will they actually get to relax?"
by ferretboy85 |  | Armistice - Part 1"Squire Meekel is too old to be a squire, and he wishes Haskol would stop calling him one."
by crazyboutcute |  | Ghosts of the Past - Part 1“'What do you mean, your battle is nearing your end?' Torvald’s eyes were wide in confusion."
by fallingdaybreak |  | Ancient Home: Part 1"Shrieking in the night within the circle of torches around them, a mass of horned evil coconuts gathered in front of their king. The tribe lived in an uncharted area on the southern shore of The Isle of Fay." collab with joanna_lewis
by kebicorn |  | La rivière empoisonnée - Partie 1"Persil était bien confortablement installé au pied d’un grand chêne. Le soleil brillait et la délicate brise effleurait doucement les poils de la fourrure noir et blanc du jeune Gelert à Pois en cette agréable journée de printemps."
by petitehirondelline |  | Meridell Mysteries Part 1: The Sus Faerie"I really should have done this years ago, thought Jhudora as she walked through the merry, medieval bustle that was the 20th Anniversary of Meridell renaissance faire."
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"An Old Friend" by therock4678
Lord Darigan sat perched atop his throne in his dark castle on a gloomy morning. Rain pittered against the clouded windows and black stone that made up his home. His bony knuckles cracked quietly as he clenches and relaxes his hands. His eyes focus on nothing in particular as his mind wandered, as it tended to do after the theft of the orb that belonged to him and his people.
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 Neither Here Nor There
"Blend in. Blend in, blend in, blend in. The Purple Cybunny darted back and forth, moving the spiked and twisted Darigan vegetables from packing crates to the dim store shelves so fast that they seemed to float through the air by themselves."
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 Conversations with Xandra
"The following is a never before released unredacted record of some conversations between Queen Fyora and Xandra during her time in Faerieland. Neomails and in-person conversations are also labelled as such. Such records were obtained by the Neopian Times under the Faerieland Public Records Act."
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