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. "
Roomies 2: Part Three The yellow Aisha from the Neopian Planning Committee leaned
over the counter of the Tombola with a shocked expression on his face upon finding
Jhudora and Jesc hidden under the stand. "What are you doing under there?" he
asked...
Prophecy of the Second Equinox: Part Five Nothing was more inspiring than the night that was
her home. Her skin rippled with an imagined gust of night air, and her senses
spun with each heightened scent carried upon it. Nothing was more breathtaking,
more glorious...