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Issue: 691 | 24th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Headlines "Story of the Hidden Tower" by x_mystichorse_x "Why nanny, if the tower is so grand and beholds the beautiful queen, should it be hidden at all?” Asked the tired little royal kougra as she held onto the silk sheets. “Well,” she started stroking Mila’s fur, “the tower is grand, and it is beautiful, but if it was not hidden Mila, thieves like Dr. Sloth, Meuka or the Jelly Chia could put their hands on the tower’s precious items and do whatever they would like with them.”
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A Trip to the Tomb It was a cold summer night, all the people on Mystery Island had gone to bed. There were but two people awake on the island, an old Nimmo keeping an eye on the Rock Pool, and the Island Mystic. Or so they thought.
by aprildewdrops |
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The Melon Gem It's a little bundle of green fur.That's what I take to be the scenario, at first. Slowly, her head peeks up, and pink eyes gaze at me questioningly. Nubby black horns gleam a bit as she stands up in a wobbly way, and as my leg moves outward in sheer maternal instinct, she falls against my knee.
by raven_esque |
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Architecture of Neopia: Moltara The architecture of Moltara is unique for three main reasons. First of all, it was borne out of pure practicality and scientific inquiry, secondly it has been shut off from the rest of Neopia for thousands of years and thus has remained unchanged, and finally it is able to withstand incredible temperature and pressure.
by arkwright |
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Faerie Wings III: The Nightmare of Dreamland: Part Seven The faerie growled and backed away from the unconscious Air faerie, who was still lying on the floor. “Why don’t you three pesky girls leave me alone!” the cloaked faerie commanded as she summoned two large-sized orbs in her hands. Without warning, she threw the dark blue orbs towards Brillare.
by downrightdude |
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Flutter: Part Two With that, the orange Aisha led us out, just as more rain began to fall. She took us back to the Rainbow Pool where four young Lupes huddled under umbrellas. An orange Lupe gave a bark of greeting on seeing his packmates. This welcome warmed me and I wondered if I would ever get such a welcome from anyone just once in my life.
by 77thbigby |
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