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Week - 270

Victory Incomplete
by wicked_summer
Description: It's hard to roar when you weigh about as much as the average bag of flour. It worked anyway. The faerie Acara screamed and fell backwards...

Week - 274

Carpenter and the Dark Sun
by wicked_summer
Description: It had been six months since the day Shard and I had been banished from the gallion clan we used to belong to. Six months, and the scars still hadn't healed; maybe they never would...

Week - 283

Shifting Sands and the Snowager: Part One
by wicked_summer
Description: He was standing on a ledge looking over Happy Valley, but from this distance the dome-shaped buildings shrunk to the size of matchboxes, and the individual pets to the size of ash falling from the matches...

Week - 284

Shifting Sands and the Snowager: Part Two
by wicked_summer
Description: "There are an awful lot of thieves. We probably would have killed each other by now if it hadn't been for a set of unwritten rules, strictly maintained. Well, someone broke those rules. A group called..."

 
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How to Be a Rich Neopian Without Doing Anything
This guide is a little different. It explains how to be a passively rich Neopian. It is possible to break a million neopoints without playing games all day long. That's what we all want, isn't it?

by neesboy

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The Bunker
Poof! ... again. :D

by hubadawaha

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The Truth About the Talisman
Now, you may very well be thinking at this moment that you know all that there is to know about the Lutari Talisman. However...

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Protectors: Shared Dreams
The Air Faerie cast a glance around her, at the towering mounds of clouds lit orange by the setting sun. She smiled at the peaks and valleys formed in the ground of the sky. If Altador was her city, these clouds were her kingdom.

Art by nut862

by nut862


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The Neopian Life
The truth always hurts.

by niumaten



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