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Issue: 763 | 6th day of Sleeping, Y19 |
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 | Southward Bound: Part OneOsa quickly introduced herself to Brynn and Hanso. “Since you’re both going to the same place I am, we could join our forces together. I must admit that I’d feel much better with two heroes along with me!”
“Hey, that sounds great! Her magic, your sword, my expertise in acquiring stuff!”
by kaioti |  | Spiral: Part OneMany a hero’s tale involves at least one Faerie. Well, ours begins with one.
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All For a Gift “After all, who can be sad in the Month of Celebrating?” the Draik asked herself.
Almost as if to prove her wrong, it was at that moment she heard the sound of someone sniveling. She got up and looked behind the building, only to see a Neopet curled up in a ball, with a hat covering her head and her face buried in her arms.
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What Is A Good Book Really Worth? Even a single article for the Neopian Times takes a lot of hard work and research. Just imagine all that and magnify it tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold even (depending on how thick this book is). Place yourself in the author’s shoes, think about all the long hours you spent crouched over a desk, pen in hand, scribbling tirelessly at your manuscript. Their blood, sweat and tears were poured into those paper pages, and their hopes and dreams went into the words printed on it.
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