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Issue: 756 | 4th day of Storing, Y18 |
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 | Chasing Treasure: Part SevenIt took them three days to reach the island. They could have gone faster, perhaps, but after losing two map pieces to the Comte's crew (if the lupe and elephante had in fact been working for the Comte, which seemed likely) Bannok was being cautious.
by aethelar |  | The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part SixSeneca arrived in Moltara just past noon the next day, her mind weighing heavily with the tale Bella had passed on to her. In a selfish way, she supposed she wasn’t just worried for Colly and Erzo and Multint, but for herself, and for her cousins. She worried what would come of Alless, after the mistakes she had made.
by hybatsu |  | An Uprising of Sweepers: Part Seven“Make one move, and I will make sure you won’t move ever again.” Well! Even if the brute behind her didn’t say so, she wouldn’t. Also, she comes up with plans better when she is in situations like this. Though judging from the expressions of those watching from below, this situation doesn’t look good and won’t be easy to wriggle out from.
by yin_yin_7 |  | The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part FourBiggs tapped his little Buzz claws on the fizz bottle as they walked. “Why did you bring that infernal thing!?” ” Copperkettle’s is near Prigpants’, I’d like him to take a look at it.” Will scowled and growled while flicking his tails.
by general_grievious__ |  | Nothing To Sneeze At: Part TwoFire flowed out of her in torrents, a wave of flame. The monster shrieked, but it was a thing of slime and snot, and ultimately the only harm she’d done was set the library on fire. “Oh my faeries what monstrosity is this--”
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"Never Give Up!" by extreme_butterfly
Ollie the blue Pteri loved the fact that he could fly. It was a trait that wasn't out of the ordinary around Neopia, because a lot of pets and of course the Faeries could fly. However, Ollie was different.
When Ollie was a baby Pteri, he was really curious and liked exploring.His parents would often find him just randomly flying in circles around their Neogarden.
Once he had learned to fly, he was unstoppable.
A few days after he first learned to fly, Ollie grew bored of his same old flying route. He decided he would change it and explore a bit more. As he flew off, he noticed all the lovely scenery below him. It was beautiful!
During his flying, he managed to fly into the Haunted woods. It was such a dark and spooky place. Every noise that he heard startled him. There was glowing eyes in every corner and he realized he was lost. He knew he had to keep flying to find his way back home.
While he was flying, he wasn't paying attention when he heard a noise behind him, he turned to look behind him and he ran into a tree branch.
Ollie fell to the ground and looked at his wing. He noticed that it was broken.
Alone and scared, he crawled and sat against the tree that he had hit unsure of what he was going to do.
Ollie was in pain but through his tears he managed to all asleep. When he opened his eyes, he was at the healing springs.
"Good! You're awake!" The healing Faerie said.
"How did I get here? My wings, are they ok?"
"I did the best that I could. Unfortunately, I couldn't heal it all the way. It will still have a hole in it and you're flying will be slower, but you will be fine! You're parents are on their way to get you. Fyora knows them, and contacted them after she found you."
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 Never Give Up!
Ollie the blue Pteri loved the fact that he could fly. It was a trait that wasn't out of the ordinary around Neopia, because a lot of pets and of course the Faeries could fly. However, Ollie was different.
by extreme_butterfly |
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 A Father's Love
It was a Sunday. Sundays were special for the two of them and always had been. The rest of the week was taken up by school, by work, by meetings and playdates and things that were just for them. But Sunday was special. Sunday was their day.
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 Good Things That Are Paradoxically Sad!
Inspired by the idea of being saddened by things that ought to be happy, I thought I'd write this article! My usual articles are brimming with cheer and merriment. I thought it might be interesting to write one that was bittersweet instead!<
by indulgences |
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 Getting Rid of the Stigma of Being a Reseller
I want people to be excited to sell their items to me; I want to make deals with people that make both buyer and seller happy. How can I do that when nobody wants to deal with resellers because of that bad reputation the name drags along behind it?
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