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 | The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part TenI dived to the left as Evrilin sliced his cutlass through the air. So fast, the engraved symbols on the blade were just one big blur. His laughter was muffled by the crackling fire ripping through the cardboard boxes and setting the wooden pillars ablaze.
by ummagine3284 |  | Eye of the Crokabek: Part Four“So... what's happened to Cog?” he asked. Stella gave him a weary look. “It's a long story,” she told him, “and... I haven't been sleeping well lately. Mind if I make a cup of Borovan first?”
by reiqua |  | The Ghosts of Roo Island: Part ThreeI ran all the way to the carousel grounds. My legs were on fire, and my lungs felt I’d been painted Magma. Finally, I was came through the trees into the clearing, my legs feeling like they might give way underneath me at any moment. I slowed up, and rested against a tree to get my breath back before continuing on to the carousel.
by phoenix_through_fire |  | Janet and Jane: The Case of the Rough Waters: Part Two“Alright, so why on Neopia are we here? What are we supposed to figure out?” I said in a yawn. I didn't get much sleep last night. After that little incident, you couldn't blame me. That and we had to sleep on rocks.
by chasing_stars44 |  | Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part Twohe water was bright, and as Sylva stood on deck with Eliza sitting near him, he felt almost no fear. Almost. He carefully reached inside his pocket and pulled out the letter, yellowed with the age of barely two years.
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A Day at the Usul Appreciation Club
TERROR MOUNTAIN, LIVE -
Kuszemi: Greetings, fair stranger from yon! Welcome to the weekly Usul Appreciation Club, which is convened every Thursday. We don’t usually have guests here, but we are actively seeking sponsors for the Yoo-Sul Championship which we are hoping to attend this year, so here you are. Between you and me, I’m hoping to get some of those people at the Obelisk over to our side, I hear they have some good players. Anyway. There’s a plate of scones there on the table and I have a kettle of tea on the hob, so please feel free to help yourself.
Brains Mortigan: (around a mouthful of what looks suspiciously like a Brains Muffin) Yoo, get on wi’ it, yer wastin’ brainlight.
Garin: (snickers a bit) Yeah, and what’s with the fancy archaic speech?.
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 Unwelcome
“Hey, where’s Flo?” I asked, suddenly realizing that the halloween Cybunny was nowhere to be seen. “Flo? Oh. She’s just out running some, uh, errands,” my owner said carefully. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. I wondered if she knew that she was as terrible at lying as I was at making questioning faces that looked threatening.
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 The Gifted Faerie
Professor Thierra sifted through the miscellany mess of papers on her desk, glancing up at Aleha in-between scribbles. The movement of the room was still for the present time; Aleha modestly preoccupied with her books and Thierra contemplatively preoccupied with her papers and Aleha.
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 Does Neopets Stay With You Throughout The Day?
Inspired by my elation, I wondered if other players were affected by Neopets as much as I am. Does a cool accomplishment, like a trophy or avatar, have you floating on cloud nine for weeks? Does a new Neofriend have you taking time out of real life to spend time chatting with her every afternoon?
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