"Paper Butterflies" by ralph89170 He pins the Neopian Times on his wall, frames and hangs them like butterflies. They are dusted every day, and the pages still smell of that lovely, fresh, new book smell. If anyone were to open the pages, they would crackle...
The Magician Cometh 'Do forgive me if I sound a touch rude,' she added, drawing a long breath of the majestic fragrance of the rose, 'but just who are you? How did you get into my home?'
Three Kreludan Rocks "Don't play dumb with me," Valka snapped, slamming a hoof on his desk making the two jump. "Those three rocks you collected while you were off strutting around Kreludor."
The Curse: Part Eight The next day Lord Darigan arrived back again quite unexpectedly. Lockwood was, in fact, exactly in the middle of an excessively complicated spell...