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 | Clouds Over Cogham: Part EightSunlight. Actual sunlight. It’s barely been an hour since Tor and Roberta last felt the sun shining down upon them — since they’d been in the thankfully still-freed city of Brightvale — but the clouds’ smothering pressure had already convinced them that they’d never feel warm again.
by theschizophrenicpunk |  | Tribulations of a Quest Sceptic: Part FourThe coiling, curling wisps of emerald smoke that drifted from the windows of the silent, stone tower seemed to cast the structure in an eerie, green glow. Each slowly spiraled into the air, lazy and slow, before drifting like cloud, forming into the most horrible, nightmarish shapes, toying with the imagination as clouds observed on a summer’s day might.
by anjie |  | Desert Requiem: Part FiveJazan, Nabile, Farisem, Sayidah, and Tomos filed into Jazan's study upon the premature end of the royal ball. Khalid made his appearance there shortly after them. He sat down in a corner of the room and did not meet anyone's gaze.
by kalnya |  | Orlitz and the Search for the Emerald Crown: Part TwoA warm ray of light streamed through the small slit between the curtain covering the large cut-up windows. The gentle light awoke Orlitz who hid under the quilts of an enormous bed. A clock on her bedside table notified the Cybunny that it was time for breakfast at the lodge.
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"Usuki Singing Stars #34: At the Money Tree" by downrightdude
"Isn’t early-summer cleaning fun, girls??” Sparkles asked enthusiastically. The pink Bruce was sorting through a pile of sweaters, separating them into two categories: sweaters to keep and sweaters to donate. “How are you guys doing?”
Patricia sighed as she sorted Sparkles’ shoes. “Why did you ask me to help you clean?” asked the faerie Shoyru. “And how am I supposed to know which shoes are for donation and which ones aren’t?”
Scary sat down on a beanbag chair. “Well I’m not going to waste my afternoon sorting through someone else’s junk,” sneered the purple Bruce. “Especially if I don’t get paid for my services.” Narrowing her eyes at Sparkles, Scary began to file her nails. “This file you have is almost dull.”
“Then throw it away after you’re done with it,” Sparkles instructed. “Patricia, you can just organize my shoes by colour and line them up near my closet. I’ll go through them later.”
As the girls, minus Scary, continued to work, Snaw barged into the room and began jumping on Sparkles’ bed. “I can fly like a Bruce in water!” Snaw cried, jumping higher.
“Snaw, have you finished sorting through your room yet?” asked Sparkles, folding a sweater.
“I will never bow down to the evils of cleaning!” Snaw exclaimed.
“That makes two of us,” Scary mumbled.
“So have you sorted through your stuff, Scare?” asked Sparkles.
Scary shook her head.
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 Usuki Singing Stars #34: At the Money Tree
“Isn’t early-summer cleaning fun, girls??” Sparkles asked enthusiastically. The pink Bruce was sorting through a pile of sweaters, separating them into two categories: sweaters to keep and sweaters to donate. “How are you guys doing?”
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 Once Upon a Memory
It all seems like such a long time ago—ironic, really, given that we live hundreds of years in the past now.
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 Data-a-Roo: Examining Dice-a-Roo Outcomes
On Roo Island, there is a regal Blumaroo beckoning you to play a little dice game. This game is called Dice-a-Roo, and it has a simple premise. These dice are high-risk, high-reward. While you often risk a game over by continuing, you have a chance at obtaining a jackpot, which also comes with an additional avatar reward!
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 Fostering Identities for Altador Cup XII and Beyond
First and foremost, congratulations to Mystery Island for winning Altador Cup XI. But doesn’t it sound dull just to say “Team Mystery Island?” It’s not really befitting a championship team or any team competing in a prestigious event such as the Altador Cup, hence the proposal behind this article: team names.
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