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Issue: 579 | 25th day of Sleeping, Y15 |
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The Snowager's Heart
by peronalodis | | Description: His heart was cold, and frozen. It was literally made from ice. He wondered then if that meant he didn't really feel like others did... |
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Life Is an Adventure, and So Is the Transfer Room
by peronalodis | | Description: My name is Adaline, and I'm a transfer pet. Which means every home I've ever had only kept me for as long as they had too before sending me away for a better pet, or their "dreamy" as I've heard them called. |
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Keep Out! It's Best You Don't Know Why
by peronalodis | | Description: There is one place that is near completely ignored, even feared by some: a small island just off the coast of Krawk Island, where the only distinguishable thing is a huge black sign held up by bones, with the words "Keep Out" written on it... |
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What's Santa Claws?
by peronalodis | | Description: "Santa's a robot." |
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Beyond the Pages: Part One
by peronalodis | | Description: "I wish I could be in the Neopian Times," Sharllette said to herself, reading the latest issue with a wistful smile planted on her face. |
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 A Dinner Party
Saturday mornings are usually a safe haven of glorious comfort and alone time for me. It's the single day of the week that my mother doesn't force me out of bed before noon and thrust expensive clothing at me...
by lavender_plum |
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 Picking A Gallery Theme (That's Actually Unique!)
You've found it! The theme that will finally bring you the glory of the Gallery Spotlight, the dazzle of your unique theme too alluring to ignore. This triumph is short-lived, as you realize that somebody else has started an Apple gallery. What is there to do?
by saiphami |
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 The Unlikely Rescuer
The twilight air glowed purple on the horizon and tiny, silver stars gently pricked its surface as night began to fall. My owner and I were late night shopping in Shenkuu and I was getting a little tired.
by dragonwolf8 |
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