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	Master of Ceremonies: Part Four If there was anyone in the world who could cheer her up, it was herself. Also by bookworm7 by sin_hui_ryoma
	CONJUROCALYPSE: Part Four The small Aisha had ran for what seemed like ages. The rage was her fuel that carried her legs. She should have tired long ago but the warmth turned hotter the longer she ran. Also by emberfusion by remidica
	The Princess of Flowers: Part Nine It was the perfect place to recharge our senses. by downrightdude
	Young Jhudora and Queen Fyora: Part six Jhudora bolted upright as she heard the banging on the door. Each bang was louder and more authoritative than the last. by rocksysmom
	Funny Faerie: Part Two Erana held the tourist map out in front of her. Neopia Central was quite far away from her home in Faerieland, and it was much farther away from home than Erana had ever been before. by trixietrotter

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"Just a Bookish Aisha" by millyandsugar
Luna ran her finger along the rows of neatly-sorted books in the Brightvale Royal Library. There were books on making baskets, books on making stained-glass windows, books on bookbinding... Aha! She pulled down a heavy tome entitled Book Repair 101. Exactly what she needed in order to prepare for the celebration of the anniversary of the Discovery of Brightvale—many old books would be on display at the library this weekend, and Luna, as Royal Assistant Bookkeeper, was in charge of fixing them up before the big day, which was taking place in two days’ time. The young Blue Aisha sat down at a table stacked high with tattered-looking books. She opened Book Repair 101 to the first page, but no sooner had she done so when the door to the library burst open and King Hagan strode in. “Luna, thank goodness you’re here,” Hagan said, his forehead creased in a frown. Luna perked up. “Hello, Your Highness! Have you brought me a book to fix up?” Luna had only been Royal Assistant Bookkeeper for three months now, and she was eager to be useful. Hagan sighed and sat down at the table. “No, Luna. It’s the Scroll of Devastation. It’s gone.” Luna’s heart skipped a beat when he completed his sentence. She had heard that Hagan kept several scrolls locked away in his personal chambers. If read aloud, they would unleash extremely powerful spells. “Gone?” Luna repeated. “Your Highness, I must have misunderstood—” Hagan shook his head. “This morning, when I opened the chest where I keep the scroll, it was empty. Only very powerful magic could have broken the spell on that chest. All that was left was a note.” Hagan slid a piece of paper across the table towards her. Luna picked it up and read it silently. Darigan Citadel will rise as an Empire. Surrender by nightfall tomorrow, or there will be consequences. A shiver ran through her spine. “But the Scroll of Devastation contains a spell to—to—” She knew what this scroll could do, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

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