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Issue: 766 | 27th day of Sleeping, Y19 |
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 | Terry’s Terrible Mood and The Awesome Incredible Day Yes, everything in Neopia was absolutely perfect, from the bright blue sky above to the deep green grass below. You would be hard pressed to find anything wrong today, and that was exactly the problem with it! Because everything was just ridiculously perfect…. except for Terry’s mood.
by kahlen369 |  | A Witty Draik A Draik faces a huge problem when Jhudora steals her necklace.
by keruza |  | Of Silence: the Two Arts “Uhm... well, I play it, sometimes,” he eventually decides to admit, seeming overwhelmingly embarrassed to do so, his voice hushed to a whisper. Honestly, him saying that he plays it "sometimes" is a gross understatement, but he would never admit that to Kanrik. Yet, at least. “I’ve, uh... Playing the violin is something I’ve done since I was a child.”
by theschizophrenicpunk |  | The Dark Adventure Mena nervously looked at the window - she would have to jump...it was her only option. She looked at her wings, torn from the earlier battle against the dark faerie. There was no way she'd be able to fly her way out but it was her only option. That was her escape.
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"Of Silence: the Two Arts" by theschizophrenicpunk
Simeon shrugs again as he closes the violin case, then pushes it back to the foot of the bed. “I just... play what I’m feeling,” he says. “It’s been so many years now, the melodies just come naturally depending on my mood, I guess.”
“That’s...” Kanrik really doesn’t know what to say. “You’re... beyond amazing, Simeon...”
It’s only now — at the sound of the thief’s half-mumbled words — that Simeon starts to realise... he hasn’t heard the sound of genuine praise in years. He’d forgotten what it felt like to be admired for anything other than his strength and brutality. To be proudly referred to as anything other than ruthless and cruel. Any semblance of respect that had been paid to him in the past dozen-or-so years had only ever been in fear, or out of supposed necessity, or feigned in an attempt to ensure safety or a job well done. It feels so painfully foreign...
But he manages to hide all those thoughts behind another eyeroll. “Too much faith,” he echoes himself.
Kanrik snickers, though the laughter is sparkling with an undertone of admiration. “I don’t need to have faith in you to think that you’re a wonderful musician,” he says.
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"Uh I can explain?" She replied with an anxious smile on her face. I then eyed the book in her hands. Rage filled my bones even more so.
"What are you doing with that? THAT'S ONE OF MY PRIZED POSSESSIONS!" I snatched it from her, neglecting the pink Kacheek and my assistant.
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