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	An Angel and A Devil Faerieland was at its absolute best. In the month of Gathering, leaves were beginning to turn their autumn colors and a brisk wind blew. Evening had fallen and while the festival had officially ended, some were still enjoying themselves. by 77thbigby
	Stuck The first breath was the hardest. They call the last breath ‘the death rattle’, but the first after dying is more than that, worse than that. The shock of it is only half the trouble. It’s like a small fire, or some sort of explosion, igniting in your chest. I saw a ghostkerbomb go off once, with a piercing white fire. It felt the way that bomb had looked. by placebo_533
	The Free Good Doctor, I recognize your name in the more sinister spaces of Neovia. It seems I’m unable to turn my troubles to any of my companions without having your notoriety run through the atmosphere. Thus, though as a proper Neovian I should be avoiding this entirely, I have decided to conspire with the forbidden. by cherishtwilight
	Caring for Kadoaties Despite the piercing cries of the Kads, this was a dream job for one little Krawk named Kenadee. She had always wanted to work with Kadoaties as they were her favorite petpets in all of Neopia. And after all, they did need someone to tend to them while their owners were on vacation. by atreyu_rules87
	Shattered I cannot remember. My memory is shattered. Shards of scenes flit through my thoughts, never enough to form a full image. There is nothing here. I briefly wonder how I am breathing before pushing the thought aside. Better to worry about what to do. by katie_kitkabug

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"Shattered" by katie_kitkabug
...Where is this? It’s dark. There’s no floor, no walls, no ceiling. Just a dark, silent abyss. How did I get here? I cannot remember. My memory is shattered. Shards of scenes flit through my thoughts, never enough to form a full image. There is nothing here. I briefly wonder how I am breathing before pushing the thought aside. Better to worry about what to do. I grab the bits of memories flying around in my mind and start trying to piece something together. Cold. Warmth. A kind pair of eyes. A sibling laughing. A paint brush. An egg. Commotion. A falling cloud. A teal monster. Curses. Cures. Faeries. A dress. A scroll. Battles. Flames. Birthdays. Holidays. Tears. Fury. An embrace. Her.

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Neopia's Secret Villains: Part One
Neopia is filled with hundreds of characters. These characters range from brave heroes to dastardly villains, and everything in between. There’s one problem though – not all villains are recognised as the true villains that they are.

by asparagation

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Why Pet Collectors are Wonderful
Lots of Neopians collect something or other. Usually it’s something like an enormous number of codestones to train their pet, or perhaps 1,000,000 of their personal favourite item, or even items with a certain theme to put in their gallery. However, not all collectors hoard items – some of them collect pets! This article is dedicated to Neopia’s pet collectors and all the quirks which make them brilliant.

by katzam

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The Warrior Princess: The Coronation: Part Four
King John was pacing back and forth. Queen Clarissa was very distressed. Clarity had asked Terrence to tell her parents what he had heard. They did not take the news well.

by purplbrooke

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Begin Again: Part Two
Lukirri looks out into the night, backpack heavy with dried food, fresh water and a bigger map. She stands alone, but alone and enforced, with a firm idea of what she’s doing.

Art by ellbot1998

by ellbot1998

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At the Battledome: vs Space Faerie - Part 2
Rinse and repeat.

by winner19955

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NeoPaper: Attack of the Socks
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