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Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Headlines "Snow Faerie's Vacation" by sassyxsandra A slender index finger adorned with bright blue nail polish traced over a map of Neopia. Faerieland, Haunted Woods, Lost Desert, Krawk Island, the different lands seemed to jumble together in an indiscriminate manner in the mind. The owner of the index finger was none other than Taelia, the most well known Snow Faerie in all of Neopia. Her cold gaze fixed upon the giant map that took up the entirety of her desk. It was an odd sight, if anyone had been around to actually see it.
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The Cuuny Effect Youngsters these days just didn’t know when to give up. “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times. The way The Chocolate Factory works is a total mystery. Even if you could go inside, you’d never come back out.”
by ferna96 |
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Difficulties: Adventures in Moving A Baby Usul, curled in a dark orange blanket stared out the window of her family’s Neohome in beautiful Faerieland. She was lying on her bed, with silent tears streaming from the fact she arrived home safely. Maybe change in life isn’t so bad, after all. Wait- that sounds like the end of the story doesn’t it?
by peridotsu |
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The Definitive Guide to Brunch in Neopia Ah, yes...brunch. The magical word that makes our ears perk up and our stomachs rumble. When it comes to mealtime, brunch is king. It combines the savor of breakfast food and the fulfillment of an afternoon meal into one comforting, memorable, and delectable course. But how does one do brunch the right way?
by turtling |
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Arthur: A Weapon's Tale: Part Three It was an odd hour to be out in Happy Valley with few Neopians around. Art kept his head down, moving swiftly on the cold cobblestone path. The Snowager would be asleep any moment now and he would need all the time he could get. The path wound its way through town until pavement turned to ice.
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by trubiekatie |
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The Sorceress and the Prisoner: Part Two The warm, sweet calling voice of his younger sister woke Jeran from his dreams. He couldn't remember exactly what his dream had been, only that he had felt alone, then shook the thought from his mind. To his surprise he had woken up in the courtyard, with Lisha's face hovering above him, a huge grin on her face.
by dudeiloled |
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