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Issue: 566 | 12th day of Collecting, Y14 |
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Short Stories
| Of Kitchens, Mummies and Unnecessary HeroicsThey were Meepits, a small gang of roughly a dozen that spent its time looking for food.
Art by ssjelitegirl
by ssjelitegirl | | The Storyteller"I'll begin my story in a few minutes downstairs," she said. "Everyone is gathering."
by vanessa1357924680 | | Reflections on a War Long Past: The Broken SwordIt has been ten years since the war, and the broken sword still hangs above my mantle. It gleams with its silvery sheen, a constant reminder of what I loved... and lost.
by panda_girl555 | | The LostThe Gelert threw a look back over his shoulder, apparently checking to see where his pursuers were. His dark eyes widened...
by graveyardcandyapple | | Have HopeKale Xadum and Bella Chorsicks walked along the cobblestoned roads, enduring the misfortune and awkwardness of a conversation for a conversation's sake.
by cherishtwilight | | HeroineThe storm is coming.
by suicune998 | | Friends of All SizesScurrying out too soon for the spoils would lead to being discovered by the sharp-eyed Quiggle. One swipe of that sticky tongue, and you'd be gone before you even had time to blink.
by nebulavulpa157 | | Mutants of Meridell While the king might be fond of Oris, there were two reasons this was possibly the worst thing that could have happened. Kings, just like everyone else, change their minds.
by csi_new_york | | The Underwater MageEnchanting... that was the only word for it. The young Cybunny twirled through the water, watching the vibrant seaweed rippling around her passage.
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Headlines "Heroine" by suicune998 He is old and tired. Leaning on his sturdy wooden cane, the old Ogrin is pouring out the contents of the teapot into a large blue mug. The steaming liquid smells of spice and apples, a familiar fragrance that reminds him of his youth and parents in Meridell. He drinks his tea without sugar or milk and likes it stronger than most. He remembers when the wrinkles were not beneath his eyes and when the wobbliness wasn't present in his strong knees, and...
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