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Nuria and the Sands of Time

The campfire has been burning all day despite the sweltering heat because she said the fire makes it feel more like the holidays.

by neoghia
A Hero's Journey: Squire

The young Blue Cybunny ran as fast as his legs could carry him through the woods, thorns and branches ripping at his clothes and fur as he did so. Thumbnail by twillieblossom

by precious_katuch14
Salem of the Sway

“No, this won’t work. This is even worse! No, no! It’s all wrong!" Professor Lambert crumpled up the piece of paper on his desk before tossing it behind him and barely missing the trash bin.

by skittleskit09
 
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"How Aphelium Made Friends" by vendince
In a cosy corner of The Park District in Altador, there lived a timid little Faerie Grundo named Aphelium. Aphelium had fluttered into the lovely park neighbourhood just three short months ago. Since her arrival, she had devoted her days to nurturing her house into a home and spent the evenings getting lost in the world of books. Unfortunately, she had not made a single new friend since she had arrived. On a particularly sunny morning, Aphelium sat close by her kitchen window with watchful eyes that danced with anticipation for the postman. A book, a treasure of the secrets to friendships, was on its way to hopefully help her unlock the doors to friendship and laughter that she so desperately desired. She had harboured a dream of making so many friends in her new neighbourhood. Yet, despite her relocation, she found herself the same - still shy and still timid. No sooner had the postman’s shadow departed than Aphelium found herself in front of the mailbox. A brown parcel awaited her. She ripped open the parcel and stared longingly at the books cover’s photograph. “Good morning”, came a gentle voice, bringing Aphelium back to reality. She raised her gaze to find Agnes, an Elderly Girl Ogrin, who lived two houses down from her. “Good morning”, Aphelium mumbled. Her cheeks wearing a soft brush of roses as the book’s title was plainly visible to Agnes. She must think I'm pathetic, thought Aphelium.




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An Interview with Ellsworth, Host of the Neopies
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Neopia's Most Iconic Petpets
Miss Prickles here switching things up just a little bit! Instead of my usual Best and Worst Dressed list, for this edition of the Neopian Times, I am focusing on the best accessory of all: Petpets.

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Subverting egg-spectations
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The Floating Islanders - Haggle Hassle
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