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	Winter's Wings It was a cold day in Neopia Central, or so Winter supposed. The shops were decorated with a thin dusting of snow that only grew larger as more flakes continued falling. by cruthmac
	Are All People Deserving of Success? The six, intimidating words hung in the air, heavy and overcast. Krell looked around the room, a sea of nameless faces appearing to be just as unsure as he felt. by butterflybandage
	The Haunted Cave - Retold by Oira As you walk into room number 292 at the Cheap Hotel - you would see a Regal Oak Wood Bed and a baby Kougra tucked in it - reading a book. by alvissofcaldia

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All that Glows is not Gold

Everyone knows the good old saying 'All that glitters is not gold'. That saying which constantly reminds you that not everything that looks precious ends up being as it looks. I know it and I can assure you I know the exact same sentence in three different languages. However, what happens when something glows but it's not golden? Or when something golden doesn't glow? Does it hold that 'All that glows is not gold'? Asking the real questions, it is finally time to test the hypothesis and find out, by inspecting items spanning from the realistic to the more abstract. The first items on the list are the most realistic and the most obvious. The Golden paint brush and the Glowing paint brush.

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Everyone knows the good old saying ‘All that glitters is not gold’.

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Ballindalloch:Part Seven
Her dreams last night consisted of soccer, a thousand people thronging her backyard, cold lemonade and colder coffee, and Mr. Konishi. All the events of the previous day seemed to play over and over in Avery's head, as if they were a Neovision movie being rewound, fast-forwarded and rewound, and started over again.

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A Lesson on Ghosts
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