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70 Reasons Why We Have to Have the Times
by belldandy213 | | Description: What would we do without the Times? Why must we have the Times? |
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Sylvia
by belldandy213 | | Description: She couldn't imagine that anybody could've been watching her. Yet, before she
could ask the stranger who he was, the pet, as if an apparition, disappeared
in the cool night air. Sylvia was terrified. |
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Bell’s Field Guide to Neomails
by belldandy213 | | Description: If you’ve ever won a contest, or lead a very important guild, you would
know that the business of Neomails is a really tricky one. Hundreds of Neomails
flood your inbox at an alarming rate, and believe me, it can really get on your
nerves... |
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The Aisha Trio
by belldandy213 | | Description: Angelina thought that this was the best day of
her life, but she knew it wouldn't last long, for when she got to her new Neohome
she saw why the girl had chosen her. |
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 Raider of the Sky: Part One
His fur was a dark green, not the usual green
for Eyries. All in all, he didn't fit in. So he left. He met another young runaway,
a green Eyrie female, a thief. He became one himself.
by shimmer765 |
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 Red Boots, Green Pencil
When Jupe came home he was delighted to see his
father had gone out to work. He dropped his bag in the entrance hall, took a
few steps back and stared at the scene. His father was an absolute control-freak.
by shadyy15 |
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 A Portrait of Philistines
"I told you, my owner's going to paint
a family portrait of us to hang in the Neohome so that she can impress her friends
when they come over and show them what a fantastic bunch of pets she has..."
by battlesunn |
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 Magic: Part Two
With a sigh, Thea headed for the catacombs,
huddling inside the warm folds of Xere's jacket. Despite herself, unwanted tears
stung at her eyes. She whiped them hastily away with the back of her paw as
she trotted down into the catacombs.
by supergirl309 |
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