"A Sailor's Worth" by cyanocitta As the hardy Kougra tied his sailboat up for the day, he could smell a storm coming. He hated to be leaving The Dauntless so early--it was only three in the afternoon--but it had to be done. A storm on Mystery Island was the single most dangerous natural disaster possible. The winds were already whipping up and stirring the seas, bending palm trees and sending islanders running...
The Music Master But the Music Master did not mind any of this mess; indeed he wouldn't have it any other way. Rather, he sat serenely on a piano bench, watching the last few Neopians run past his shop...
An Island Hidden in Mist The icy cold pulled him down, forcing him into the murky depths. He spun, flipped, and could only tell that he was going down...
The One and Only Use for Gruel As far as I know, there's no such thing as the 'Neopian Gruel Pound'. So how do you use the bundles of gruel gathering dust in your Safety Deposit Box?
The Shadows: Part Six Ari laughed with delight as she jumped along the waves, feeling the foam tickle the pads of her feet. I laughed at how silly she was being and it was a real life. For a moment, everything about the shadows washed away...