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Issue: 569 | 2nd day of Storing, Y14 |
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Short Stories
 | Retreat From Von RooCould this be the mythical monster which frightened the townsfolk so much?
by nintyplayer |  | The Snowager's HeartHis heart was cold, and frozen. It was literally made from ice. He wondered then if that meant he didn't really feel like others did...
by peronalodis |  | She GoneShe was an unusually exuberant Wocky.
by havittaa |  | Love Builds A RobotAll is quiet in Neopia at 6:30 am. It's Sunday morning, the sun is just beginning to rise and at this hour, most Neopians are still asleep. Not you, though.
by dewdropzz |  | Calladamien Etiquette"And remember," her mother said, "always hold out your pinkie when sipping from a teacup."
by chimie119 |  | The Very Long Vacation of Dr. WilburNow that everyone's tan is fading and the memory of sunglasses on the nose seems like a mere dream, I find the time to recount my latest adventure.
by shadyy15 |  | The Mission to KreludorOut they came, the seven astronauts carefully chosen to be the first to go to the mysterious land of Kreludor, nicknamed "Mission 1".
by _the_spardel_queen_ |  | The Transfer RoomMiserably, she wondered if being abandoned was any worse.
by pinkkea |  | Pokey and the Slorg Day Festival"Wake up, Pokey, time for breakfast." Dara picked up the small tank Pokey was sleeping in and carried it to the kitchen.
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Headlines "Pokey and the Slorg Day Festival" by donnaone "We have to get started with training and practice for the race and the obstacle course, Pokey," Dara said as she gave Pokey some organic broccoli tops for his breakfast. Dara rushed through her own breakfast of chokato omelette, twirly fruit juice and faerie toast. She was so excited, the very first Slorg Day Festival was coming to Neopia Central. It was going to be so much fun...
Other Stories
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His Name is Kribal: Part Seven What felt like hours continued to trickle past at their weary rate, and still Jess was left staring blankly into the darkness, trying in vain to think of a solution to her problem.
by d_morton |
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