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Issue: 619 | 1st day of Storing, Y15 |
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| The Iced Curse: Part Ten"That took us an extremely long time to get home," Flames said as all five of us (only three of us flying, thanks to Pacina getting her wings back) swooped down onto one of the sandy beaches of Mystery Island.
by flames_unleashed | | Faerie Wings: The Fate of Kira - Part Seven"A few months ago, I overhead a group of Dark faeries discussing about how they had wanted to wipe out every single Light faerie in Faerieland..."
by downrightdude | | Coronation: Part Two"Excuse me!" I called as I pushed my way through the crowd of faeries. "Miss Soup Faerie? May I speak with you?"
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by sin_hui_ryoma | | With Many Faces: Part FiveWe started feeding the King hope. It came in bits and pieces, but we pretended we were closer and closer to the solution...
by encroached | | The Orbs of Power: Part SixAs luck would have it, another trading ship was soon to depart for a seaside village not far from Faerieland, where I knew I could make sure of my fitness before continuing to the Lost Desert on the wing...
by burning_shadows_79 | | Troubled Past - Nox: Part FiveTime passed. I had spent it terrifying travellers, researching and thinking. Thinking a lot. On the subject, to my shame, of raising ghosts from their graves...
by karen_mckenzie | | The Island of Mist: Part Three"I found an entrance!" Tarin called down. He had - to no one's surprise - reached the top first. A lifetime of adjusting sails came in handy every now and again.
by lizzy_beth_750551 | | Monster Hunting: Part TwoJedd was covered in brambles, dead leaves and twigs. His scarf was torn and Rainne looked positively miserable. He didn't feel much better but he kept going, propelled by the memory of...
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Headlines "An Ordinary Night in the Haunted Woods" by daisygirl88_5 It had become an annual tradition with the Haunted Woods Yooyuball team to go on an off-season romp through the Haunted Woods; it was a thinly veiled excuse to practice for the next Altador Cup. They all shared the same sentiment: they wanted to make the history books by being the first team to win two Cups...
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Once Upon a Time: King Altador The young White Lupe, a Neopet of about eleven, twirled a stick, dodging imaginary enemies. His fur was wet with raindrops, and streaked with mud, but he didn't care.
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