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Headlines "Chaneliz Visits the Beach" by nycflowergirl "Come on Tusk," Chaneliz squealed, "Race you to the beach!" Her little paws went from scorching hot cobblestone to sand in just a few moments as she broke into a run - her Gruslen struggling to keep up behind her. She felt the grains in between her toes, warmed by the sun.
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The Nature of the Beast The Werelupe King and his owner were watching the sunset. This was not an unusual occurrence—Isengrim spent many an evening like this during his visits to Terra’s Altadorian villa. It had become their tradition, and Isengrim found comfort in traditions, especially in a world that didn’t bother to offer him much more.
by cosmicfire918 |
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Only Time Will Tell As Prytariel entered Exquisite Ambrosia she gazed at the group sitting in the corner. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of despair as she realized that that majority of neopets were unaware of their existence but, to be fair, from afar they don’t look like much.
by lugal222 |
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Top 3 Neopian Summer Vacations In this article J & J (Jen and Josie) are going to talk about the three best places that you can escape to this summer. It’s never too early to start planning your summer getaways! Also by wokitana
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Interview with The Cup Player It’s Altador Cup time in Neopia! For the thousands of fans who attend, this month is the best part of the year. But what do our players think of the fanbase? I, Haibara, have set out to interview players from each team and ask their opinions.
by parody_ham |
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The Fire Within: Part Six Hariq, as it transpired, was very far off the beaten track. So far that it, unlike the Shining Chasm, didn't have a name in the common tongue. Hariq was the ancient Moltaran word for exploding, violent fire.
by herdygerdy |
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The Door Closes: Part Five The next day we stretch and eat. The morning sun feels cleansing. I can only imagine how much more we'll enjoy it once we have Faith back once and for all. We lie on the grassy banks, waiting ominously hour after hour.Art by ellbot1998
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