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Salmon and Tennis by sheik_30999 | Description: It started around two years ago. My friend Sam, who was a Fire Kacheek, had invited me to his Neohome for the day. |
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Cashmere, Meepits, and Evil Scientists, Oh My! by sheik_30999 | Description: See, not all Meepits are bad. Just most. *cowers in fear from random Meepits staring* Um, I mean, gotta love 'em. |
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The Valentine by sheik_30999 | Description: That's why you should always check to make sure the address is right. |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part One by sheik_30999 | Description: Instead of a warm gust of wind that I had tried to summon, a large blue orb shot from my hands...
...and through Jhudora's house. |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part Two by sheik_30999 | Description: She pulled out her wand and waved it over the lock. It turned to ash, to my absolute horror. If Jhudora caught me spying on her, I could share the lock's fate... |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part Three by sheik_30999 | Description: The dark faerie shut the secret entrance as we tumbled out. She smiled at me. "That was a close one..." |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part Four by sheik_30999 | Description: Aha! The latch came up and the drawer slid out, revealing a dark purple book. I took a look at the cover, entitled Jhudora's Journal – Don’t Touch This. |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part Five by sheik_30999 | Description: "Terri?" I called, taking a step toward her. The next sound was my shrill scream as someone slapped her hand over my mouth and aimed a spell at me. |
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Jhudora's Journal: Part Six by sheik_30999 | Description: I woke up in a fluffy bed, so different than the hard earth I'd fallen on. Fyora stood by it, grimness on her face. |
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The Remnant: Part Seven Lockwood was now making his way down to the archery range for the second time in as many days – a truly remarkable occurrence, given that he had no interest whatever in the sport and had never visited the place before in his life.
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