A Waffle Paradise |
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Issue: 646 | 22nd day of Hunting, Y16 |
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 | Agent of the Sway: Discovery - Part Eight"I'm working with Finneus to help undo this magic," Hopesmeade quickly lied. "I'm a visitor from Neopia Central."
by herdygerdy |  | The Merchant's Mayhem: Part SevenIf there was one thing Elrique lacked, it was punctuality.
by crazy_4_sushi |  | The Golden Quill: Part Three"I grew up much like you, but I was treated better because I was a natural dark faerie. But I wasn't exactly popular among the dark faerie children..."
by ewagon |  | Ballad of the Faerie's Champion: Stagnation - Part NineThe Bori heaved an internal sigh. This could only mean trouble later. No doubt his master would be in a towering temper...
by shinkoryu14 |  | The Color Yellow: Part Six"If you see her coming down the hallway, we'll have a few seconds to hide."
by goodsigns |  | Caught Between Kingdoms: Part FourHours of non-stop traveling took quite a toll on Setarian. Still, rest no longer seemed like a priority, only survival.
by parody_ham |  | Child of the Drenched: Return to the Depths - Part FourMara and Jacques swam up into the underwater cave with the air pocket. Neither of them had been in there since that fateful day all those years ago...
by kristykimmy |  | A Summer of Service: Part Three"Roger, let Brogan go, please. He can't tell anyone about you or your flock," Nisha said.
by 77thbigby |  | Illusen's First Quest: Part TwoThe glowing twig soon caught Illusen's eye, and she gasped realizing her emotions and tears had instilled magic in the tiny twig...
by shrinkme |  | The Faerie Thief: Part Two"I'm not going back, Elyon," Sybille pouts, turning back towards the Lost Desert before the light Faerie can utter a syllable.
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Headlines "Moving Day" by nocturnal_ned Through the window of his quaint blue Neohome, Jimmy peeked outside over the garden. On most days it would be a beautiful Neogarden, full with multicolored poppies and hydrangea bushes. But on this grey and sullen day, it just didn't have its usual gleam for the green Quiggle. Jimmy looked back inside his Neohome as it was cluttered with half-filled boxes...
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Masila's Beginning Shivering, the Acara ran through the woods. Brambles and trees tore at her skirt, trying to entangle her in their grasp. She kept running.
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