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Short Stories
 | One Calm Day in Space"One calm day in space, Gerald the Orange Grundo was monitoring the stars for any potential danger. This was an easy job these days since..."
by spukl1 |  | A Surprise for Trudy"It was a breezy spring afternoon when Trudy decided to go on one of her long walks around Neopia. She loved basking in the warm sunshine and smelling all of..."
by maddie_bangz |  | The Young Archer "Altador was lovely this time of year. The sea breeze was cool and gentle, the smells of fresh pastries and floral perfume filled every corner of the city..."
by quartu |  | The Beach, in Five Stages"Camille watched the waves crash over the golden sands of her home, Mystery Island. She was no longer crying, as she was pretty sure she had cried every tear available to her. She couldn’t..."
by dennykins |  | The Unexpected Gift"Athaleas grunts and groans as she stretches in bed. Sliding her head out from underneath her pile of pillows, she manages to open one eye and attempts to check the time on her alarm clock..."
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"The Young Archer " by quartu
Altador was lovely this time of year. The sea breeze was cool and gentle, the smells of fresh pastries and floral perfume filled every corner of the city. They had begun preparing for the Altador Cup, decorations of each team colour hung proudly over the Arena District. Far from the city, however, near the quaint wheat fields, Morgan, a yellow acara sat still amongst the gently swaying wheat, her trusty training bow lay in her lap as she contemplated the events of the day. She had been spending her summers in the great city for as long as she could remember, studying archery under the guidance of the mighty King himself. Her parents had done a great deed for the city, so the council had no problem looking after young Morgan while her family was preoccupied with their duties. She didn’t mind it one bit, getting to learn about Altador’s vast and rich history and hearing tales of the council's heroics were a few of her favourite activities. However, being surrounded by so many great heroes made her feel quite inadequate at times. Fidgeting with her bow she stared out over the rolling farm hills, even outside its grand walls the land was so beautiful and the acara took it all in peacefully. As she sat still her muscles began to ache.
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 Salem of the Sway
"Within the confines of the cell, Salem sat shoulder to shoulder with his father, glued to his side in fear of losing him again. He would..."
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 The Timeless Tale
"When it comes to magic, the first place that comes to mind is Faerieland. And so, at dawn, the two companions embarked on a journey aboard a small makeshift ship, anchored by Keraiem at Altador Harbour..."
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