Description: "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
A Question of Worth: Part Two All of the walls seemed to be made out of the same, somewhat flimsy-looking
paper. He guessed that if there was any noise, it would carry well, but only
once did he hear anything: the low murmur of a voice as someone said quietly,
"Cloud. Flying Pteri. Good..."
Aubrise and the Gebmid Mystery: Part Six Water was still rushing into the chamber from holes set
high in the wall. Aubrise kicked the door in frustration but it refused to budge...
Defender Chronicles: The Beginning - Part Three Jhudora smirked. "Yes, a demented Chia. If Neopia
is to be taken, it won't be by some puny, weak-minded individual like him. I
shall be the victor, or no-one. Understand?"