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 | Atilan“This is the k’tiin,” said Papa, standing at the front of the classroom, holding a picture of a feather headdress. (He’d told Roxton that he’d made time to come to Career Day. Years later, Roxton would realize he probably just happened to have an open schedule on that day.)
by quanticdreams |  | Triccity's Travels: Mystery IslandThe three of us girls headed for the boardwalk and our shopping commenced. The two sisters immediately pulled me into the racks, grabbing tops and dresses and draping them over their arms.
by 77thbigby |  | The Secret to Apple BobbingVandebart wakes just as the sky starts to lighten from black to a dull grey—the only sign that the sun, hidden by the Haunted Wood’s dense treeline, has risen.
by dragonair23 |  | Wish-GrantingIt was a sister's warning, but the words reminded Skyleur that whatever she had once known about magic, whatever power she used to wield, was lost to her.
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"The Halloween Curse" by greencheese79
The last place Jerald wanted to visit on Halloween, or any other day for that matter, was the Haunted Woods. Especially at night. His friend Les, however, didn't seem to mind. In fact, Jerald was starting to think Les was enjoying himself. But Lupes, like Les, seemed better equipped at handling stressful situations than JubJubs like Jerald.
Their mission was to locate the fifth and final Halloween Trick-or-Treat Bag. They had already spent the entire day scouting Neopia for these sought-after bags, and of course the clue for the last bag led them to the Haunted Woods.
Les was dressed up as a Werelupe with tattered clothing and large, over-exaggeratedly sharp teeth. Jerald was dressed up as a pumpkin. He was begining to wish he had chosen something slightly scarier in order to blend in better with his current surroundings.
The Yellow JubJub was chewing on this thought as they made their way into the darkened forest. How the trees could still be standing upright after being dead for so many years creeped him out even more. It was undeniably an enchantment: They were literally walking on haunted grounds. He shuttered at the thought.
"Okay," started Les. Jerald almost hopped out of his pumpkin at the sudden break in silence.
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Faerie City bustled with activity as visitors and residents alike filled the streets to shop or run their errands.
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My name is Davidroy, a Darigan Techo from the far side of Neovia, but you can call me Dave. This is my tale of obsession, madness, and my dealings with a Dark Faerie on an eldritch Hallow’s Eve.
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