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Issue: 473 | 10th day of Celebrating, Y12 |
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Short Stories
| A Bori in the DesertThe Lost Desert isn't a place most people would expect to find a Bori.
by shoyru_lover713 | | The Problems of Being An Avatar Pet"All right! An orange Grundo! I can get the avvie!" I didn't reply – for I had heard similar words many a time before.
by bilked | | Beating the SnowagerThe Snowager snuffled slightly, flicking his tail edgily. Draykwurm continued tiptoeing towards him, his eyes on the prize.
by kateee366 | | A Pirate's NightmareJacques awoke with a startle, bolting upright in his hammock on the Black Pawkeet.
by rachelray179 | | A Sister's CareWhen I woke up, I thought it was still dark out, because everything was out of focus...
by blackghoulmon | | Illusen and Jhudora's Night OutThis is the real situation. The two of them only kept up their "grudge" for the publicity.
by saabcd__aa | | A Hero's Journey: Another Dream, Another DecisionThe Blumaroo folded up the letter and stashed it into the envelope once again. To be a knight...
by precious_katuch14 | | The New HouseAs much as they all wanted to scream 'No! Take us back to Shenkuu where we belong!', none of them were heartless enough to crush the smile gracing Cat's face.
by cat0_88 | | Believe"Don't you see them?"
Kyle looked around the empty field.
by pretsel_is_back | | The Best Colour Ever"I wish I was painted," Rose, a plain red Xweetok, complained for the millionth time on her way to school.
by falonony | | Sickness"Breez, honey, could you go out and see how expensive her cure is? Mushroom Ointment?" Mother asks.
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Headlines "A Pirate's Nightmare" by rachelray179 Exhausted but sleepless, the red Kyrii stood from his hammock and quietly weaved past his fellow shipmates, who were all sound asleep. Jacques eyed them in envy, wishing he could sleep peacefully with a night of no nightmares. His ultimate wish was to lose the memory of the Drenched altogether, but the scars ran much too deep. Jacques climbed up the stairs and shoved...
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I'll be Home for Christmas: Part One Every flake is unique, they say; completely different from every single snowflake that ever was or ever would be. But right now they all looked very much the same: angry, cold and threatening.
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