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Week - 758

Altadorian Games - A Tribute
by sargelw
Description: I love Altador. I think it's a great place filled with an interesting history, vibrant characters, a deep and engaging plot, and beautiful views. I admire the council of Altador, and respect the idea of highlighting extraordinary talent and promoting self-improvement. But Altador is also a place to have fun, and with its own set of games, there's plenty of fun to be had.

 
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National Cupcake Day
Marina is the faerie who guards The Healing Springs and lets neopets take a dip in the springs when they become sick or weak. For her whole life, she has always stayed relatively close to the springs and has never spent any significant amount of time away from them. Due to this fact, she was unaware of what would happen to her if she were ever away from The Healing Springs for a long period of time.

by she_chose_love

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Blossoms~ Snowball Effect Part 17
Good morning, again.

by twillieblossom

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Quin Makes a Grub Burger
Umm, no thanks!

by linnipooh

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The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part Six
The moon peeked out from the clouds and Biggs got to his feet after putting the remaining contents of Ms.Wisp’s satchel together. “Do you suppose she lives at the soup kitchen?” “Perhaps.” Will yawned as he got up off the forest floor. Together they struggled through the trees, back to the rough dirt road just outside of town. Will started to scrape his claws up against a tree, ”Does everywhere have to be so filthy?!”

by general_grievious__

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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Eight
They hadn’t been able to clean the library. The night after Mago disappeared, Alless had staggered out into the snow barefoot, with no coat, screaming her sister’s name until her voice went hoarse. Close to midnight, just when Seneca was numbly realizing she might also be missing, Alless had shown up, wet and empty-eyed in the foyer.

by hybatsu



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