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Issue: 744 | 12th day of Hiding, Y18 |
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Royal Pain
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 The Spirit of Black Keep: Part Two
Five days later, on a grey drizzly afternoon, Pharazon stepped off the gangplank of the sky-ship liner and into Brightvale’s bustling skyport. He pulled the hood of his travelling cloak closer around his face to protect himself from the chill air, watching his breath pool in front of his snout every time he exhaled.
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 There’s More Than One Way to be a Princess
The king and queen were attending to business in the high tower, the princes were playing chess in the garden or taking music lessons, the princesses were grooming their long silky manes or reading quietly in the castle’s library. All the princesses but one, that was.
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 Feeding Famished Florg Fanatically
Feepits! I feel funny fabricating fables featuring Florg, the famished fickle feaster. Frankly, Feeding Florg falls firmly as my favorite feel-good fun! Alas, I cannot keep this alliteration afloat, so onto the guide ye feeders seek!
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