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Issue: 998 | 15th day of Celebrating, Y25 |
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 | The Sleepers of Saint Garfir"The trees grew so densely together that all signs of Saint Garfir had long vanished behind them. The ginger plant was a compass in Miphie’s hand. Roots entwined with..."
by josephinefarine |  | The Box from 10,000 Years Ago"Everyone fighting in Faerieland under the blizzard gets an unexpected pause as they witness the strong glow that pierces the clouds, accompanied by..."
by chantili_doce |  | Moonrise: The Origins of Team KreludorIn the midst infighting for the Moon's natural resources, the Kreludan National Yooyuball Team was just about formed.
by pikapi20 |  | The Price of Ambition"When the Golden family finally heard from Kauvara again, it was the middle of the afternoon the day after Annie and SB visited Tuskgus. Annie was sitting in the kitchen, rereading one of her favourite books, when a knock came at..."
by golden1188 |  | Knight & Squire: Preface"Rowan’s arms popped as he stretched them above his head. He let out a huge yawn, not caring that he looked like a horrified Quiggle. He slumped on the wooden bench he was sitting on..."
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Headlines "I'll Be Home for Christmas" by citybound To the returning owners of Neopia, and the pets who waited. ~~~ Pyland winced at the surprisingly bright morning light reflecting off the fresh dusting snow as he padded out into the garden of his family’s Neohome. As his eyes adjusted, he noticed his sister perched on the bench, having returned from her pre-dawn Battledome training session at the Mystery Island Training School. “Mornin’, Lenz. Looks like we got our first snow of the season.” The Draik’s voice briefly stirred Lenzi from her sunrise trance. She vaguely nodded in her brother’s direction before returning her glassy stare back out to the glistening forest surrounding the Faerieland Crater and the snow-capped towers of Faerie City beyond. She took a long sip of her warm mug of borovan and patted the open seat beside her. Pyland slumped onto the other half of the Xweetok’s bench, careful to not accidentally pin her gossamer wings under his spiny tail or knock over her rusty training sword. The pair sat in a brief moment of melancholy. Their breath crystalized before them in the crisp air. Eventually, Lenzi spoke. “It’s the First of Celebrating. Advent Calendar starts today.” She sighed. “Leah always loved this time of year. Did you know she almost painted me Christmas once? She worked dozens of shifts at the Igloo Garage Sale trying to...
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Warmth "Lifting a paw, Velserica wipes at her plush brow. Her sister’s protests fall mostly on deaf ears as she readies the tool in her grasp and swings it down once again, splitting another log in half..."
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Pebble, You Rock!! There is nothing Neopians love more than the surprises that arise from the Advent Calendar each year during the Month of Celebrating.
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