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Digging up the Past

"The day had finally arrived. A mild, gentle breeze rustled through the leaves of the humble Money Tree, revealing a content timber smile. Under its sprawling canopy..." Collab with ryan100495

by _snails_pace_
The Thousand Year Time-Out

"Caylis awoke from a refreshing night's sleep. From the tips of her webbed ears to the caudal fin of her periwinkle-blue tail, the Aisha's body was relaxed, yet full of energy..."

by liouchan
1000 Hours Outside: A Tale of Two Friends

"Moony the Yellow Grarrl was in a painting rut. Not only had he not been publishing his art in the art gallery or joyously designing murals on the Tyrannian Cave walls, but he was..." Collab with honorrolle

by superkathiee
 
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"A Party, A Thousand Years Overdue" by herdygerdy
Never underestimate the allure of a free buffet. Edna the Witch certainly never did. It was often said she’d turn up to the opening of an envelope if there was free food on offer. She’d always be found in the corners of ceremonies, silently judging other attendees while glowering at them and shoving a plate full of open-topped sandwiches in her face. Why people continued to invite her was a mystery yet to be solved. Though in this case, the invitation had come from an old colleague — a member of her coven — and it would have been rude to exclude her. Other Witches were also in attendance. Morguss, the Witch of the Darigan Citadel and the closest thing a proud woman like Edna might admit to being a friend, also couldn’t resist the idea of a party. And these days, Sophie, the young Witch of Neovia was often found in their ranks. There had to be three, they said. Always three Witches. Power in numbers. The invite had come from Jerdana, the acclaimed sorceress of Altador. Because today was a very special date. It was Year 9, the first real year that Altador had returned from its long slumber. And it was the anniversary of the city’s founding, over a thousand years ago. The buffet, as a result, was very good. They had arranged one of the levels of the council chambers expressly for the reception. The trestle tables ran the full length of the room. They were filled with all manner of the usual culinary suspects.




Other Stories


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The Hunter & The Betrayer: 1000 Years
"A millennium had passed; time, as it inevitably, always did, moved on. A painful journey for the old and decaying, an impatient one for the youths who wished to experience more..."

by dudeiloled

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A Party, A Thousand Years Overdue
"Never underestimate the allure of a free buffet..."

by herdygerdy

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THROWS COOKIES: Analyzing 1000 Editorial Offerings
As the lauded Neopian Times celebrates its blockbuster thousandth release, join us as we take a look back through the decades to list out some of the more notable offerings to the shadowy organization known as TNT.

by starlight_whimsey03

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The “Write” Stuff for Making Headlines & Deadlines
Extra! Extra! A very special anniversary edition of the Neopian Times has been released - issue number 1000!

by jackie247

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Rock Bottom
Everybody needs a friend :)

by verggg

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Growing Up with the (Neopian) Times
Looking back, I've been reading the Neopian Times for years. So, here is an ode of appreciation to a legend!

by alagfalaswen



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