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Issue: 691 | 24th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Is Fyora a Dark Faerie?
Sure, we all love Queen Fyora. She’s the gracious ruler of Faerieland. She oversees the Faerie Quests that help us pets gain levels and get painted rare colors. She keeps Faerieland running at its prime. But how much do we really know about the Faerie Queen? My name is Creamy_Lemon_Pie and I am here to reveal the TRUTH about Queen Fyora.
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The Melon Gem It's a little bundle of green fur.That's what I take to be the scenario, at first. Slowly, her head peeks up, and pink eyes gaze at me questioningly. Nubby black horns gleam a bit as she stands up in a wobbly way, and as my leg moves outward in sheer maternal instinct, she falls against my knee.
by raven_esque |
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Tales From Elysian Fields: Neopian Appetites You’re entering a world as real as you make it out to be; there are no limitations to the possible inputs and outputs. But unlike an equation, you can’t chart relics of a time yet to come — an opening into the dark matter before us. Free from the shackles of reality, you are about to take a walk in Elysian Fields.
by bug0704 |
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Creative Ways Of Adopting Pets! However, I've noticed several new classes of owners, people who adopt pets based on criteria other than the pets' looks, names or Battledome stats. Here is a list of the most interesting criteria, which I gathered by canvassing the people on the Pound Neoboard.
by indulgences |
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The Fire Within: Part Nine Only a few hours after Yardly emerged from the Magma Pool, Marbelle decided it was time to storm Moltara City. Unlike the Font, which had multiple access tunnels, there was only one route to the city. The longer Andesite had to warn the Mayor of Marbelle's attack, the more heavily fortified the bottleneck would become.
by herdygerdy |
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Mother's Balloon: Part Seven The Worthingtons went to work, but their houseguest remained in her seat. She did not try to help this time around, and she wondered if she ever would again. Her hands hurt too much to hold a knife to slice cheese or butter bread, and even if she was able to carry her own plate to the table, she would probably just drop it and smash it on the floor, and then everyone would step on the pieces, and would end up dropping their dishes as well.
by dewdropzz |
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