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Headlines "Nightfall" by havittaa The caravans in the camp were brightly colored and ornate, sitting beside patched tents. As Grant approached his own tent, a door from the nearest caravan burst open. "Miz Amy?" Grant called, throwing his top hat on the dirt patch before his tent. "Grant, m'boy," Amy responded. The pink Kyrii fluttered from the steps of the caravan, a light bouncing from within it. Her blue eyeshadow looked gaudy under the full moon and her skirt drifted inches from...
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Looney Lockewood The mad old Buzz was glowering down at the pair of them, his jaw just inches from Shailayna's nose...
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My Name is Lavendrette: Part Two "Okay then," Nisceron mumbled. "We'll be back by six—keep an eye on Clari, please?" Then, with a burst of chilly air that froze Lavendrette's bones right down to the marrow, and the not so subtle slam of the wooden door, the two Neopets were gone.
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