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Issue: 720 | 18th day of Awakening, Y18 |
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 | The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part OneI was skimming over my notes for the second time of the night when I was called down to the holding chamber. When my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the stone room, I could see why the Meerca took so many months for us to capture. His body didn’t even fill half of his seat—yet a favorable physique for a thief—and he was a veteran at his craft. On top of that, he boasted an elite record, having been an accomplice in the theft of King Coltzan’s crown.
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"Just a Rumor" by velvetcrowe
They'd all heard the rumors. She had heard them, too. Rumors that seemed to surround one of the many, many occupants who had taken up residence in the Haunted Woods. Granted, the stories were not as wide spread as ones centered around beings like The Brain Tree, The Esophagor and even Eliv Thade.
But they still existed.
Hushed whispers of an Aisha girl that lived alone- right on the outskirts of the land but not even within the limits of Neovia. A strange neopian at best. Not many had ever seen her outside of the run down, rickety structure that she called a home. In fact- no neopian in their right mind had ever so much as taken a step near the house. Perhaps out of fear, or perhaps common sense screamed the loudest, or perhaps the stories were but a myth.
Alicia wasn't entirely sure. Her young mind wanted to believe. The spooky stories were an all time favorite with her group and this latest story definitely fit in with the craze. Ricky, a young male Kyrii, curled his lips back into a wry smirk.
“How about we make this interesting?” he pitched. Gaining the attention of his companions: Alicia, an Usul, Mitchell, a bruce and Lisa, a Kacheek. All eyes were on him as he tugged a lone piece of paper from his backpack. Hastily written directions and poorly drawn illustrations littered the paper's surface.
“What is that?” Lisa inquired.
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 On the Other Side of the Wall
I met Sibbie on the other side of the wall, at the spot where the sun shines down and warms the old, red bricks. “What’s your name?” she asks, ears perked up and eyes bright with interest. She looks like the kind of ‘pet that I would purposefully avoid- overly-optimistic and always ‘looking on the bright side.’
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 Your Friend: The Low Paying Flash Game
A lot of people will tell you to take up fighting in the battledome or trying to win contests. Those aren’t for everyone. Training takes forever and making content for contests is really hard! Believe me, I’ve tried. Restocking and auction sniping are anxiety riddled nightmares that feel like rocket science for plenty of people, so that’s out. What else is there? Luckily for you, there is something else. Flash games.
by rocksysmom |
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 The Pie Awards: Your Guide to the Best Pies
There is something special about a pie, from the first bite of flaky crust to the delicious warmth of the filling inside. Pies are simply the best and, as a pie aficionado, I decided it was time that someone compiled a list of the greatest pies to be found in all the lands. Now, as someone who enjoys a tasty pie, who better than me?
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