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Peril in Brightvale's Beryl Meadows
by _brainchild_ | | Description: The sisters treaded through lush green meadows, enjoying the vibrant voices of the birds as they approached their new home in Brightvale. The comforting breeze loosened leaves from their branches and danced upon the ladies' skin. Their hair twirled in the wind, reflecting bright sunshine. The grass was slightly dewy from the previous night's rainfall. When they reached their beautiful abode, they gazed in awe at its contents. |
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 Mother's Balloon: Part Eleven
"Meat pie, meat pie! We're having meat pie! Ma's having meat pie, Pa's having meat pie! Caleb, Medis and I are all having meat pie!""Bettina, have I ever told you I know a surefire way for you to bring world peace?" "Aw, don't say it." Caleb chastened Hannah, who was holding her ears and groaning. "It's her birthday, she should be able to sing if she wants to."
by dewdropzz |
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 A Stranger Tale of Goldrun: Part Two
The Stranger took the old Aisha's advice not long after finishing his drink. The saloon had seemed welcoming enough, but the stare from Holly made it clear that he should either buy another drink or leave. In order to do that, he would need Neopoints, and for that he'd need to speak with the sheriff.
by herdygerdy |
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 More Important Things...
Three Neopets were in their home, relaxing. It was still early in the morning, so none of them would go out to the beach yet. A red Zafara was whistling as she bustled about the house, searching endlessly for any Neopoints that their owner might have dropped in the couch or in one of the armchairs. Another pet, a green Eyrie was following her around with a frown on his face.
by olivia_lucien |
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