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Issue: 1019 | 18th day of Collecting, Y26 |
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 | Atilan“This is the k’tiin,” said Papa, standing at the front of the classroom, holding a picture of a feather headdress. (He’d told Roxton that he’d made time to come to Career Day. Years later, Roxton would realize he probably just happened to have an open schedule on that day.)
by quanticdreams |  | Triccity's Travels: Mystery IslandThe three of us girls headed for the boardwalk and our shopping commenced. The two sisters immediately pulled me into the racks, grabbing tops and dresses and draping them over their arms.
by 77thbigby |  | The Secret to Apple BobbingVandebart wakes just as the sky starts to lighten from black to a dull grey—the only sign that the sun, hidden by the Haunted Wood’s dense treeline, has risen.
by dragonair23 |  | Wish-GrantingIt was a sister's warning, but the words reminded Skyleur that whatever she had once known about magic, whatever power she used to wield, was lost to her.
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"All in Vain" by madam_scarlet
“...And the mirror whispered, “There’s only one way to get your beauty back.”
A hush fell over the crowd of Neopians, huddled around the fire of the dim bookshop. An emerald-coloured Lenny wearing a witch’s hat sat in an airchair, looking up from the old book.
“And the moral of the story is not to put style over substance!” she said, raising a wing. “Never let vanity get in the way of true beauty!”
The group of Neopians applauded in the tiny bookshop. Many of them were dressed in festive costumes for the gathering; hats, cloaks and masks.
“Thank you all for coming to spooky storytime today!” trilled the Lenny. “And remember, the more books you read, the smarter you get! Why, you might even win the Neopian Book Award!”
“Don’t forget, the Autumn Costume Contest is at the Rainbow Pool at 1:00!” announced the Blue Nimmo who owned the bookstore. “The winner will receive a trophy!”
The crowd of Neopians murmured excitedly, some showing off their costumes, while others perused the books left in stock.
A hooded figure stood near the back of the crowd. She drew her cloak around herself and strode out of the shop, but not before overhearing a brief exchange between...
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 The Tell-Tale Harmonica
My name is Davidroy, a Darigan Techo from the far side of Neovia, but you can call me Dave. This is my tale of obsession, madness, and my dealings with a Dark Faerie on an eldritch Hallow’s Eve.
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