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Issue: 895 | 20th day of Running, Y22 |
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Short Stories
 | MoquotamorphosisNight paired eternally over Neovia. The fog hid the trees from far away. It was a strange winter. Most Nenovians stayed inside their homes, waiting for the season to be over.
by graevyard |  | Old FriendsThe figure did not linger in the streets of Neovia, as the thick night fog curled around her dark robe. She was bundled up tight against the night air, a hood hiding much of her face.
by herdygerdy |  | Ilere, the haunting of the woodsDusk began to fill the evening air, as Haunted Woods enveloped in the dark shadow of night, making the atmosphere more creepy and dangerous than it had previously been before the sun began to set. collab with tarons
by devotedly |  | Those Who Live In NeoviaKenny knew there were stories about that place. These stories were vague, but they existed nonetheless.
by dinduidindo |  | The ShadowI’ve been here now for two days, quite alone. I feel that it is imperative I write down an accurate record of what I have witnessed should I meet any unfortunate circumstances.
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Neovian Gothic Special: Tour de Neovia
Greetings, readers! I am Alabaster Chesterdrawers, proud proprietor of the antique shop in the town of Neovia. We may have met before, if you’re the sort to procure ornate chandeliers, fancy mirrors and other home decor that fit the gothic aesthetic.
Other Stories
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 The Flower Language of Neovia
Flower Language is not a means of communication widely seen outside of Neovia - sure, here and there you might find a land that attaches some meaning to a specific plant, but nothing to this extent.
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All hat, no dragon
Night in Neovia did not fall so much as roll over and settle more deeply into the dense, foggy gloom that veiled the formerly cursed town even by daytime.
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