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Issue: 1006 | 19th day of Eating, Y26 |
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 | A Hero's Journey: Squire“Cavall? I thought you had another half hour with old Sir Auxentius on the grounds!”
by precious_katuch14 |  | Salem of the SwayThose miscreants that failed to keep your apprentice in line will be dealt with accordingly. That’s for sure.
by skittleskit09 |  | The Timeless TaleThe night draped Neopia in an inky darkness, and the gentle radiance of Kreludor cast a soft glow on the summer landscape.
by chlo26 |  | Ashes of the AlabrissAfter feeding the Alabrisses, Brynn had cleaned up the mess in the barn then attempted to give herself a makeshift shower with the hose, leaving the heavy fabric of her damp tunic clinging uncomfortably to her body
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"Baelia's Favourite Day" by maddie_bangz
Boom! Crash!
Thunder exploded overhead and lightning jumped through the clouds on a cold gloomy morning. Baelia’s eyes fluttered open with the booming in the sky echoing in her head.
What a gross morning, she thought, staring out her window from the safety of her bed as dark and ominous clouds enveloped the grey sky.
Grey…
Baelia quickly sat up. She couldn’t believe that she’d nearly forgotten. It was Grey Day! Better than any other day in the year because Grey Day was her day. The one day of the year where everyone in Neopia can empathize and understand Baelia. Where she’s not the different, sullen, and depressing faerie. This is the day where everyone feels just like her.
She quickly hopped out of bed and got dressed, smoothing down the wrinkles in her patched-together dress. She ran her Faerie Hair Brush through the tangles in her hair and checked her reflection in the mirror. She frowned. Everyday she knew she was missing something, but today she felt the absence of her wings more strongly than usual.
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 A Grey Faerie's Hobby
Baelia managed to smile as she cupped her hands to receive the Puppyblew she had asked for. The Krawk who had accepted her quest handed over the Petpet as gently as he could, trying to jostle it as little as possible.
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