| Where there's a Weewoo, there's a way |
Circulation: 196,122,682 |
Issue: 895 | 20th day of Running, Y22 |
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 | Thompkens JenkinsOnce on the morn of a grizzly, drizzly, goose-pimpled day in Neovia, a baby was wrapped in a blanket and laid tenderly down in a very unorthodox place to leave a baby.
by dewdropzz |  | All hat, no dragonNight in Neovia did not fall so much as roll over and settle more deeply into the dense, foggy gloom that veiled the formerly cursed town even by daytime.
by liouchan |
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"Those Who Live In Neovia" by dinduidindo
Kenny knew there were stories about that place.
These stories were vague, but they existed nonetheless.
Stories of people who had bought the house, only to have something happen to them. What that something was varied from story to story, but in all of them, the house was always put on sale again soon after.
At some point, people just stopped buying it, instead deciding to go to any other place.
Kenny didn’t really believe in those stories.
After all, it was just a house, right? And while ghosts and monsters existed, none of them would bother with a single house for over twenty years.
Other Stories
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 Old Friends
The figure did not linger in the streets of Neovia, as the thick night fog curled around her dark robe. She was bundled up tight against the night air, a hood hiding much of her face.
by herdygerdy |
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 Moquotamorphosis
Night paired eternally over Neovia. The fog hid the trees from far away. It was a strange winter. Most Nenovians stayed inside their homes, waiting for the season to be over.
by graevyard |
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 The Flower Language of Neovia
Flower Language is not a means of communication widely seen outside of Neovia - sure, here and there you might find a land that attaches some meaning to a specific plant, but nothing to this extent.
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