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Issue: 293 | 25th day of Hunting, Y9 |
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Short Stories
 | Friends Are NOT Forever"I was at the trading post on my way over here, and I bought you a Von Roo plushie! It still has its head!"
by slothgirl |  | Extraordinary ShelterThat was why when Princess Amira asked her to travel to Altador to bring King Altador a cactus blossom in exchange for his generous gift of Altadorian Nectar at last week's banquet, she jumped at the chance...
by literalluau |  | Of Robots and Chocolate MilkshakesNow, it just so happened that the aforementioned Secret Lab Safety for Foolish Assistants was one of the books Bob was carrying. He decided that perhaps now would be a good time to read it, before he caused any disasters...
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by blacebrander |  | Quinton's Quest for the Golden CarrotAfter quite a bit of thoughtful chin-rubbing, Quinton came to a conclusion. Instead of relying on Dervinn's rare items, he would go on his own and search for rare items of his own...
by lassie_nikki |  | Usuki ManMaybe you don't know why being a green Usul is so bad for a boy. Well, the thing is, Sally is a green Usul. Having sisters who leave their Usukis around the house doesn't make the situation any better...
by soccerhart12 |  | Two Scoops of Change, Please"Sporfle! I wondered if you'd stop by today. Quite the turn-out, isn't it!" The Lutari grinned broadly as he handed Sporfle his favorite, Double Chocolate Ice Cream...
by goala_bear |  | Jhudora Who?"Why can't I even pull off the least tiny bit of evil? Why are my plots always found out? Maybe I should stop talking to myself when I plot! Especially when I'm in public!"
by qazx301 |  | Painting Up a Problem"No, I'm... I'm fine, I guess." Terry sighed miserably. Every word seemed to be dragged out of him. I knew grey pets were always sad, but...
by courtney1412 |  | A Diary of a GrundoMum told me too, this morning, that I actually had a distant cousin Blu on the Space Station. To think of that! Freaks me out a bit, though; he is a BLUE Grundo after all...
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Headlines "Waiting for Anna" by extreme_fj0rd I am the lie-weaver, the illusionist, the trickster, but most of all I am the storyteller--despite the fact that there is no longer any story. It has been swept away by the sands of time, crumbling slowly into erosion until there is nothing left of it but mere legend, myths that weave their tangled threads around young minds at bedtime. There is no reason any more for me to tell the truth...
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