"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...
Flying High: Part Seven Another look of anger spread over Jhudora's face. "I don't need to cheat or use magic to defeat a puny human like you!" she snapped...
Antagonism: Part One "Coming!" Golem called, trying again for a deep, calm breath. He took up a tray in his lanky arms and hopped carefully out to their table, which stood right in the center of the restaurant.