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Last Minute Gift (Baskets)
by placebo_533 | | Description: It's coming up to Valentines Day and we all know what that means... |
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Stuck
by placebo_533 | | Description: The first breath was the hardest. They call the last breath ‘the death rattle’, but the first after dying is more than that, worse than that. The shock of it is only half the trouble. It’s like a small fire, or some sort of explosion, igniting in your chest. I saw a ghostkerbomb go off once, with a piercing white fire. It felt the way that bomb had looked. |
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Jack-O-Luncheon
by placebo_533 | | Description: Boo! Aaah! |
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Baby Blues
by placebo_533 | | Description: Hush...
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Heavy Metal
by placebo_533 | | Description: A Mote. A particle, or speck of dust. A tiny, inconsequential amount of something, usually pictured floating off to nowhere. A little bit of somethingness to punctuate the nothingness. This might be what always made me uneasy, when I thought of motes - that emphasis of space. At least, I think it was; before that day, when I started thinking something else. |
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The Riddle of The Sphinx
by placebo_533 | | Description: Two travelers must answer... |
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True Colour
by placebo_533 | | Description: Gerard lay back, content at last, as the final word of his latest story dried on the paper. Complete at last. Already his head stormed with new ideas and fresh enthusiasm. No matter how many novels, or how many short stories, each began like first steps - brimming with new life and possibility. |
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The Truth About Clowns
by placebo_533 | | Description: At the beginning of Autumn, the clowns started to appear. They came out at night mostly. They would stand in the middle of the street, and watch you. They would peer into windows. You might find them looming in the dark at a park, at the local shop - anywhere and everywhere they appeared. |
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 Throwing A Spooky Gourmet Party
The time of year is upon us to see who can throw the spookiest, most bone chilling party of the year. You have sent the invitations, the decorations are ready to be put up, but what about food?Also by chibiaden14
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 The Unwinding of Hannah
As she entered the Haunted Woods, a kind of hushed fog whispered through the trees. It snaked through branches and whispered dark nothings into the tree’s ears. A rush of air seemed to roar in her ears, tricking her, mocking her. Her heart pounded in response, beating against her chest, seeking freedom and fresh air.
by ladygaladriel213 |
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 Nothing To Sneeze At: Part One
She knew they were getting close when the tangle of trees became too much to fly through. According to one of the now lost books in Faerieland’s enormous library, the forest that contained the Haunted Woods was too dense for anyone--even Queen Fyora the book claimed, although Misquote doubted that—to spot it while flying.
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 Edna's Cosplay
Whether you love or hate her, Edna is a well-known character around Neopia. She is most famous for her quests, and also commonly associated with Halloween because of the way she looks and where she lives. Even though, as the Neopedia says, she’s “older than mouldy cheese”, she deserves to have some fun once in a while and act like a young Neopian again.Also by dutchese159
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