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 | Dissonance: Part One"No, I'm afraid that your time is up; your taxes are due," I interrupted, strolling past him into his house uninvited. It was a rundown sort of place...
by lithoxide |  | What Makes a Family: Part OneI opened my eyes, staring off into the emptiness of night in the Pound. The light from the moon cast shadows into my little cell, causing it to give the room a creepier feel than it should have.
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Why Map Pieces Aren't Numbered
A passing zombie groans and hands you a piece of a treasure map. You take it gratefully (how rude would you be otherwise?) and pause for a moment. Questions race through your mind. Is this sanitary? What's a zombie doing out in Neopia Central, anyway? Are they even supposed to be out in sunlight? Oh, right. That's vampires. As you turn the map over in your hands, noting its ripped edges and wondering how it all fits together, a greater question suddenly...
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He sat in the dawn at top of a Shenkuuvian foothill, fiddle couched under his arm. In one hand, he held a bow carved out of dark wood...
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