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Issue: 972 | 4th day of Storing, Y24 |
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Headlines "Rubble and Memories" by parody_ham A letter came, as they often did, in the beak of a Weewoo. But this one was different. It had Lord Darigan’s wax seal, a golden miniature of the Citadel with the letters “LD” written in cursive below. Sally, his Darigan letter Weewoo, dropped the letter into my hand after a chin scratch. She rested on my head for a few minutes—preening as she did—before darting back towards the floating fortress. Usually, Galgorroth handled our Lord’s letters if they were important, or some scribe with a motor mouth. And spires above were there a lot of talkative scribes.
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The Spooky Food Shop Exposed "I’m writing to inform the public of a massive moral atrocity which had been happening right under our noses. It was that outrageous Spooky Food shop in the Haunted Woods..."
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Fangs for Your Friendship "Time seemed to slow to a fraction of its speed. From his view of the mess through his tears and downcast eyes, Chad saw a familiar pair of hooves appear, blocking him from Kylleon and Val. Gentle hands pulled him into a tight hug, resting his head firmly against a burlap shoulder..." Collaboration with atomic_sushi
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Castle Planners Journal: The Meridell Day Tragedy "The crowd of pets attending the Merridel Day festivities were quietly whispering rumours rapidly across the ballroom. Nobody knew who the shouting royal Acara was, but the name Count Durlston was known by a few pets. It was the name of the Skunk Ixi that lived in secrecy in the castle as a prisoner, but that was all..."
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