Stand behind yer sheriff Circulation: 196,122,682 Issue: 895 | 20th day of Running, Y22
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Welcome to Darkvale
by mollyscribbles
Description: A benevolent woodland hamlet where the skies are dark, the moon is beautiful, and glowing motes pass overhead while we all study when we should be sleeping. Welcome to Darkvale.

Week - 861

Migratory Coconuts
by mollyscribbles
Description: Breaking news from around Neopia

Week - 874

UsukiCon Planning 101
by mollyscribbles
Description: Squees of joy fill the air. Neopets in brightly-coloured costumes flood the streets. Owners frantically check with the National Neopian to see how much they have to spend. Across Neopia, every Neopet with a sense of wonder in their heart knows that the 20th day of Hiding brings the most frenzied convention on the Neopian calendar – Usukicon.

Week - 895

The Flower Language of Neovia
by mollyscribbles
Description: Flower Language is not a means of communication widely seen outside of Neovia - sure, here and there you might find a land that attaches some meaning to a specific plant, but nothing to this extent.

 
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Neovian Gothic
it's prime real estate!

by charybdis7

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Thompkens Jenkins
Once on the morn of a grizzly, drizzly, goose-pimpled day in Neovia, a baby was wrapped in a blanket and laid tenderly down in a very unorthodox place to leave a baby.

by dewdropzz

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It's Probably Just a Phase
There's always a balance between light and dark...

by lucycat123

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Avatar Goldmine
As Rysony and Harry flew above Meridell, Rysony’s smile couldn’t have been any wider.Edited by rabbits_forever

by wizzkid_

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Old Friends
The figure did not linger in the streets of Neovia, as the thick night fog curled around her dark robe. She was bundled up tight against the night air, a hood hiding much of her face.

by herdygerdy



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