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The Toymaker

Snow fell in a hush on black rooftops and parapets, softening the look of decorative spikes and giving white wigs to gargoyles. Firelight flickered in hundreds of windows, creating a swarm of stars in a sea of dark stone.

by cosmicfire918
The Fleapit Hotel: A Review

Are you in need of a vacation? Do you simply need a relaxing weekend away from your noisy neighbors who blast Jub Zambra or Gruundo at all hours of the night? Would you like to stay at a luxurious hotel with all the amenities, including a restaurant, indoor pool, and a fitness center? If you said yes to any of those questions, then the Fleapit Hotel is not for you.

by kristenbb1
The Pirate King Files - Saving Princess Lotus

Night had fallen on Neopia Central, and outside of the Defenders of Neopia's headquarters, a pink Aisha named Mimi was pacing.

by ezel68
 
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"The Toymaker" by cosmicfire918
Snow fell in a hush on black rooftops and parapets, softening the look of decorative spikes and giving white wigs to gargoyles. Firelight flickered in hundreds of windows, creating a swarm of stars in a sea of dark stone. Winters on Darigan Citadel, the toymaker thought, were always peaceful and cozy. The Darigan-coloured Moehog sat hunched over his workbench, surrounded by projects in progress, while his finished wares hung on walls and crowded shelves around him. On the other side of a large display window, other Neopets, mostly Draconian as well, made their way down the lane, hurrying to get out of the cold. He paid them no mind. Right now he was crafting the tail for a clockwork Darigan Bori. It was probably the trickiest part of the whole figurine, since Bori had such thin tails. The toymaker had to whittle away at the wood very carefully so it wouldn’t snap, while also leaving enough room for the mechanisms that would make the tail flip back and forth when the key was wound. A few children ran by, throwing snowballs at each other, and their laughter made the toymaker pause and look up from his work. The children passed without even looking at the toy shop, but the Moehog wasn’t just hoping for customers. He liked the laughter of children. It was something, he thought, that the Citadel needed more of.




Other Stories


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Forming Healthy Habits
During the Winter months, it's so easy to get weighed down with the cold weather and hearty food choices. Poor weather conditions and warm comfort foods - Royal Cheese Bread, anyone?

by cottontailcat

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Working at Kelp Restaurant: All You Need to Know!
For those pets looking for an esteemed establishment in which to kickstart their fine dining career, we have a former waitress from Kelp Restaurant to give us an inside scoop! Join us as Karen the Kacheek gives us the details on the menu, the drinks and how to achieve a coveted service position at Kelp!

by kimi10552

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Shadow Play:Part Five
The sun was setting somewhere behind the clouds when Terra and her family stepped out of Defenders HQ. The Defenders had said earlier that they would not prohibit their wards from leaving the building, but warned that Vile was most likely looking for them.

by cosmicfire918

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Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Two
She found herself in a wood dense with trees. Most of their leaves had fallen off. Was it winter? No, it couldn’t be, she thought, because it felt so warm. Their branches stretched every which way and made a lattice under the sky through which you could make out little triangles of a faint purple sky. But, while Isolde was looking around, the sky rapidly began getting darker and transformed from a pale mauve to a deep black, so thick and opaque that she could hardly see the trees anymore. The clouds rolled across the sky rapidly, perhaps a little too rapidly and too close to the ground to be natural. Were those clouds, actually? She smelled the air. There was no doubting it—it was smoke.

also written by anachronisms

by tsiegred


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Blossoms~ Games Night Part 3
heads up...

by twillieblossom

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Ink: Inversion - Part 4
And meanwhile, your whereabouts are suddenly classified. What's going on?

by june_scarlet



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