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We found the following 6 result(s) for the keyword jelleyfrosting
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Pink Snow
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: The blossoms shudder before letting go of their
hold on the tree, slowly drifting to the ground below. They let the wind carry
them... |
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The Extra
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: I can only recall one moment when I found myself feeling like I was worth something to someone. Feeling like I mattered... |
| Week - 284
The Shadows: Part One
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: I cannot write long for I have no more security in this world we call Neopia. Where you see light, I see only the shadows that taunt me. I am not safe. I am only writing as much as I can so I can help you understand, so that maybe all this can be stopped... |
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The Shadows: Part Two
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: I racked my brain all of the way home. Trying to remember how I could have possibly ended up in the park with no memory of going there. Maybe I had sleepwalked... |
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The Shadows: Part Three
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: I walked through the doorway cautiously, looking around for anybody else in the hut. Only one pet sat in the middle of the room, eyes closed and legs crossed. That person was the Kyrii Mystic... |
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The Shadows: Part Four
by jelleyfrosting | | Description: "That's why the Earth Faeries and Dark Faeries hate each other, in case you were wondering..." |
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 Climb Ev'ry Mountain
The trick to this new game is knowing how to aim your grappling hook at the rock ledges as they fly past you on your way up the mountain. Just because you place your pointer on a ledge doesn't always mean you're actually aiming there...
by deuceloosely4711 |
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 Legacy of Ice: Part Four
Spirits were low as the small party watched more and more of the grassland succumb to the blaze. They sat between the two boulders that marked the entrance to the maze, the cold, bare earth below them promising to keep them safe from the fire...
by wascoolest123 |
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