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 | Faerie Wings III: The Nightmare of Dreamland: Part Ten“Every five hundred years,” Fyora explained in a storyteller’s voice, “a magical parchment lists the name of the next faerie whose destiny is to inherit the throne of Faerieland. The last faerie princess crowned had been I, and now it is time for a new princess to be recognized as my future successor at a Coronation to be held in precisely three days.”
by downrightdude |  | Janet and Jane: The Case of the Targeted Heiress: Part FourI tossed and turned in the covers of the bed I was in. Thoughts were bouncing around my mind like a bouncy ball. For all I knew, the one who targeted Mae could still be in the Neohome. No matter how hard I tried to get that terrible thought out of my head, it stayed.
by chasing_stars44 |  | Mother's Balloon: Part TenThe blue Yurble turned with a jerk, catching the brown Kougra red-handed. "Paws off!" she barked, snatching the tube out of his hand. "Look what you've done now. I barely had enough as it was!" "Nonsense, you've got plenty there." He shook the yellow tube upside-down, and shrugged his shoulders when he felt nothing inside. "Listen Midge, I'm worried about Reyela tonight." he said, announcing the purpose of his interruption.
by dewdropzz |  | The Adventures of Trina: The Awakening: Part FiveWithout warning, Trina broke into laughter. It definitely wasn’t a smart thing to laugh in front of the most powerful pirate on the island, but she couldn’t help it. “Do you…do you really expect me to believe that?” “No,” he answered. “I expect you to give up on defeating me.”
by ummagine3284 |  | The Sorceress and the Prisoner: Part SixThe first wave of battle ended with tears and shame. The overall winners of the battle were the Darigan Citadel troops, and how they rejoiced. There was going to be another one, another battle, they could all feel it. No one had truly won yet, but it was clear who had the upper hand at the moment. Meridell had to think fast before their country was taken away from them.
by dudeiloled |  | Destiny: Part ThreeThe wailing alarm made Elmist’s heart beat faster, if that was even possible. He thought his ribcage would break any time. Zaldron was so weak that she needed Drake to support her as they rushed down the stairs of the Brightvale castle. “Easy,” he soothed from the bottom of his heart. “I know you can do it.”
by sampleneopian |  | The Legacy of the Black Pawkeet: Part TwoIt wasn’t long after we had rescued the Acara girl from Bloodhook’s ship that the Black Pawkeet pulled into the village’s tiny port. It was no wonder Bloodhook had attacked from a distance; there was hardly room for even a small ship like ours alongside what must’ve been the village’s trade ship. Also by medit92
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"Kursak" by mabi1234
Kursak was born in a small farming village near the kingdom of Meridell. His family taught him everything he needed to know about having an honourable, hard-working life.
Son, it is important that you work hard all your life, no matter what your goals might be. If you do so, you will be much closer to fulfilling them'', his father would say.
The road may be long, but never lose hope, and always remember that you have a place to return'', Kursak frequently heard his mother say.
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 Kursak
Since an early age, he showed all those around him that he was not destined to be a farmer, much to his parents' delight. All his life he had been taught about honour and had learned that there was a profession in which Neopets could help others, defend them and fight for honour: Knighthood.
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 Half-Life
First, something in my head went dark, like the wires to the festival lights were lopped off at all ends. Propulsion seized, the fireworks tipped over halfway into the sky. Then there was that lingering moment, a silence of about five seconds or so, as the lights in my thoughts fizzled out into stars, and I was left with these dim, glassy husks of those thoughts, wondering what had changed.
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