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Sauna Day, Part 4

the sauna day continues

by ssjelitegirl
Stewing Sophie - Vol. 1

If you say so

Collab with kiwigoddesskimmie

by trubiekatie

Who am I, edition #5...

Edition 5 of the neopia quiz, can you guess who I am? Last comic by gleenut,the next editions will be by dark_angel72792

by gleenut
Chomby Crossing

This might be better suited for a caption contest...

by __adelaide__
Okay, Who Defaced The Sloth Picture?

Any Ideas?

by cool_zafara96
Family Legends

I did what I had to do..

Also by waitwut101

by fleohr

Trouble in Paradise: Urban Legends

Writers are the true cryptids, clearly.

by chasing_stars44
What is Punchbag Bob's favorite drink?

Do tell

Idea by user: z0mg

by zysen

Your Burning Question About Faeries

oh you didn't know?

by terukiyo
Just Another Day

Woodland Unis have it rough

by miacirclegirl
The Return of Geli

The summer festival is for everyone, even koi!

by cyberpuppy33
A not-so-nice fortune

what a great fortune wow

by chasingshadow
 
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"A Story of the Haunted Woods " by june_scarlet
The Storyweaver stood outside the Haunted Woods. It had been a while since the Faerie Xweetok had been there. It had not been a good experience. But somewhere in those woods was someone who needed to be told a story, and it was her duty to be the storyteller who told it. It was a curious fact that the Haunted Woods was always dark. Even though it was morning in the Shattered Plain outside the woods, when she entered it was as dark as a moonlit night. She shivered and pulled her dress closer.The path she took was one of the more used ones, wide enough for a cart to pass through, probably a thoroughfare to Neovia, though she didn’t know for sure. She didn’t tend to go by maps and directions, and there wasn’t anyone else on the road for her to ask. It didn’t matter where the path took her anyway; she went where the stories she told led her.




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A Faerie with Crystal Eyes
Audriana gazed at the crystal ball, hands waving hesitantly over it. The Light Faerie gulped when, after a few seconds, the ball’s light dimmed before flickering away. “Well ...um….” Audriana coughed. “That was unfortunate.”

by downrightdude

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A Child's Pursuit of a Powerful Legend
One sunny day, Walda the Baby Kacheek was playing with her friends at school recess. Walda was going down the slide when the teacher blew the whistle, signaling that the children had to return to class.

by _brainchild_

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Seasonal Styles: Legendary Loot and Usuki
It is the month of Hiding, also known as another month of arbitrary festivities. That means it’s time to release a set of Seasonal Styles curated by me, the color expert, Pixke. If you’re unfamiliar with my feature, Seasonal Styles are lists of pairings between various categories of Neopian objects, as guided by the time of year and other factors beyond color (though I do love coordinating colors).

by jubileek

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What Happened To Geraptiku?
Ahhh, Mystery Island. Home to sandy shores, beautiful jungles and endless fun for everyone. At first glance there doesn’t appear to be anything mysterious about Mystery Island. It’s a vacation spot for Neopians just looking to get away from the ups and downs of life. However, if you journey deep into the depths of the jungle, you’d come across something very peculiar.

by stars4ever33

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The Lost Tomb of the Old Kingdom
The sun’s light shined upon the dunes of the Lost Desert, casting away the cold spell that enveloped the night, giving way to waves of heat, as if the sands were lit ablaze. The seemingly endless rolling hills of sand extended far beyond the horizon, each grain sparkling in the sun, undisturbed and still. All except for one particular stretch, where the sands shifted, step by step, as three young travelers hiked through the vast expanse.

by shadowknight_72

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A Story of the Haunted Woods
The Storyweaver stood outside the Haunted Woods. It had been a while since the Faerie Xweetok had been there. It had not been a good experience. But somewhere in those woods was someone who needed to be told a story, and it was her duty to be the storyteller who told it.

by june_scarlet



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