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Issue: 972 | 4th day of Storing, Y24 |
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 | A Hero's Journey: It Takes Two"The commotion in the bandit camp woke Mordred up at last. The stealthy Shoyru sat up in time to see Petro hurled at the foot of his makeshift throne..."
by precious_katuch14 |  | Castle Planners Journal: The Meridell Day Tragedy "The crowd of pets attending the Merridel Day festivities were quietly whispering rumours rapidly across the ballroom. Nobody knew who the shouting royal Acara was, but the name Count Durlston was known by a few pets. It was the name of the Skunk Ixi that lived in secrecy in the castle as a prisoner, but that was all..."
by ferretboy85 |  | Geographical Guide to the Best Recipes in Every Land"Welcome back to my chronicles of finding and making the best foods in all Neopia! The tales I’m sharing today come from places parched of water and overwhelmed by the heat..."
by doglover3662 |  | Fangs for Your Friendship"Time seemed to slow to a fraction of its speed. From his view of the mess through his tears and downcast eyes, Chad saw a familiar pair of hooves appear, blocking him from Kylleon and Val. Gentle hands pulled him into a tight hug, resting his head firmly against a burlap shoulder..." Collaboration with atomic_sushi
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"5 Nights at Fyora's" by marshclan13_
I walked up the cobblestone path, through the gates, and approached the sparkling castle. The towers soared into the clouds, the evening light glinting off the windows. A passed a few stragglers leaving the castle as I approached, key in one hand and bag in the other. I had been tasked with watching over Fyora’s quarters while she was away on the royal tour. I walked in and wound through the halls until I was deep inside the castle where I found the sparkling doors that I was looking for. I opened them, entering the lavish purple rooms within.
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 Is the Tooth Faerie Made of Teeth?
"A shaggy Lupe's head emerged from behind a horrid pastel Ona-shaped chair. Beneath his bushy eyebrows, his yellow eyes flicked left and right, glowing in the gloom of the dimly lit room..."
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"A letter came, as they often did, in the beak of a Weewoo. But this one was different..."Thumbnail made by twillieblossom
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 The Spooky Food Shop Exposed
"I’m writing to inform the public of a massive moral atrocity which had been happening right under our noses. It was that outrageous Spooky Food shop in the Haunted Woods..."
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