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The Greatest Treasure: Part One
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: "Kat, what is it?" the sleepy Christmas Chia muttered.
"You have to get ready. We're going camping today, remember?" Kat asked.
Also by bluerang1 |
| Week - 476
The Greatest Treasure: Part Two
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: Kitthie was kneeling in front of the smaller tent in which the pets had stored their food. With a note of devastation in her voice, she replied, "All our food! It's gone!"
Also by bluerang1 |
| Week - 477
The Greatest Treasure: Part Three
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: "I took the liberty of renting a row boat for us to use today, while all of you were still asleep," Kat called to her friends...
Also by bluerang1 |
| Week - 478
The Greatest Treasure: Part Four
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: "I'm not staying on the boat!" Cheikz fumed, and he stomped off into the woods.
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| Week - 500
Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part One
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: "I'm not fooling around, Frostgleam, dear. I cannot see you." The Lupe sounded very serious.
Also by antiaircraft |
| Week - 501
Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Two
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: Surely, one of the hundreds of books that she had collected would hold the secret to crafting a potion to turn her back into a ghost.
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| Week - 502
Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Three
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: The Werelupe held the lantern aloft, bathing the immediate area in a soft glow. The light did little to cut through the fog.
Also by antiaircraft |
| Week - 503
Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Four
by masaryk_the_mad | | Description: Drakovitch sat in the laboratory on the top floor of the mansion. He was diligently tending to a cauldron that was bubbling away on the fire...
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Yorick took a tentative step forward and peered closer at the Air Faerie, who was frozen with utter surprise— literally. Even her cerulean hair, which appeared to have been, in life, a raging sea of curls, looked to have been tamed by the force that had enchanted the rest of her body.
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