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Week - 729

Sakhmet Stories - The Witch And The Thief: Part One
by iamnotaaron
Description: No one knows where she came from, or who she is. To the children who lay in bed listening to their nighttime stories, Nephthysma the desert witch exists as a way of scaring young Neopians to sleep.

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Sakhmet Stories - The Witch And The Thief: Part Two
by iamnotaaron
Description: "We'll need supplies. And with half the town in a dowdy slump, I doubt the market will serve us any good." Nephthysma paused, and she sighed heavily, knowing what she was about to say next.

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Sakhmet Stories - The Witch And The Thief: Part Three
by iamnotaaron
Description: "We're lost Sethos." Nephthysma sighed, as she stopped mid-tracks and surveyed the surroundings. They were surrounded by a blanketing sense of nothingness. Nothingness and sand, and then more nothingness.

 
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Dixie's Wings
Did you know that faeries are not born with their wings? They have to work hard to earn them. Let me tell you the story of how Dixie earned her wings.

by she_chose_love

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The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Twelve
Aardo shook his head with sorrow. “Afraid not. Something went very wrong. You see, when you’re with us, battles just simply aren’t ‘won.’ There are always losses…”

“But is Trina okay?” Pat asked anxiously.

by ummagine3284


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Eclectic Antics: Long Dresses
There is a direct correlation between fashion choices and one's range of motion. Biscuit wishes it was otherwise.

by amarettoball

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The Hidden Treasure
I rode down to the river one morning to see the spring blossoms bloom. My eyes were focused on the ground there, with each step a piece of earth crunched under my feet and the grass bent toward my way. Bending for an old Gnorbu, life and vitality bowing to time-worn straits.

by redken9x9

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Neopia's Wonderful Foods
Disclaimer: Your perception of "wonderful" may vary.

by ryanruff13



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