"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...
A Single Prediction: Part Three It felt wrong withholding information from the person who had hired him. The Techo almost spoke up, but stopped himself. He had a good reason for keeping it quiet.