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Circulation: 193,437,521 |
Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Just Like Old Times
Each and every Neopian has gotten something out of the Times whether or not they realize it. During its absence, Neopians around the world have come to miss the flight of bubbly Weewoos flitting through the sky carrying large sacks filled to the brim with printed press. They miss that freshly printed newspaper smell, the kind fragrant of long hours of work, tears, and elation. They miss a part of the weekly routine, when the otherwise uneventful marking of time, without its rituals and joys, is just another day. The Times put an end to that feeling for many while sheltering them from a life of monotony.
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A Snow Faerie's Vacation 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.
by sassyxsandra |
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Mother's Balloon: Part Six The startled Vacana calmed down in an instant when he heard the sound of his owner's voice. He perked up his ears and trotted over to the Kougra, his stubby tail swishing back and forth like a Dogelfox about to get a treat
by dewdropzz |
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Flutter: Part One The only thing I knew for certain is that I am a female Aisha. Well, what about my color? Let me explain. I have pink fur with red stripes and wings more reminiscent of a Carmariller than a faerie Aisha. That’s four colors all in one. How did that happen? I don’t know. I was born that way.
by 77thbigby |
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