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Sauna Day, Part 4

the sauna day continues

by ssjelitegirl
Stewing Sophie - Vol. 1

If you say so

Collab with kiwigoddesskimmie

by trubiekatie

Who am I, edition #5...

Edition 5 of the neopia quiz, can you guess who I am? Last comic by gleenut,the next editions will be by dark_angel72792

by gleenut
Chomby Crossing

This might be better suited for a caption contest...

by __adelaide__
Okay, Who Defaced The Sloth Picture?

Any Ideas?

by cool_zafara96
Family Legends

I did what I had to do..

Also by waitwut101

by fleohr

Trouble in Paradise: Urban Legends

Writers are the true cryptids, clearly.

by chasing_stars44
What is Punchbag Bob's favorite drink?

Do tell

Idea by user: z0mg

by zysen

Your Burning Question About Faeries

oh you didn't know?

by terukiyo
Just Another Day

Woodland Unis have it rough

by miacirclegirl
The Return of Geli

The summer festival is for everyone, even koi!

by cyberpuppy33
A not-so-nice fortune

what a great fortune wow

by chasingshadow
 
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"A Story of the Haunted Woods " by june_scarlet
The Storyweaver stood outside the Haunted Woods. It had been a while since the Faerie Xweetok had been there. It had not been a good experience. But somewhere in those woods was someone who needed to be told a story, and it was her duty to be the storyteller who told it. It was a curious fact that the Haunted Woods was always dark. Even though it was morning in the Shattered Plain outside the woods, when she entered it was as dark as a moonlit night. She shivered and pulled her dress closer.The path she took was one of the more used ones, wide enough for a cart to pass through, probably a thoroughfare to Neovia, though she didn’t know for sure. She didn’t tend to go by maps and directions, and there wasn’t anyone else on the road for her to ask. It didn’t matter where the path took her anyway; she went where the stories she told led her.




Other Stories


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Harmony's Melody
She placed her right paw upon her heart. “I have a will of iron. Nothing can deter me.

by parody_ham

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Introduction to a Shiverling — Timmou's Spotlight
You probably don't know this. The vast majority of the Neopian population doesn't. Fret not if you don't know, for I am here to enlighten you. If you wish to grab a jacket first, allow me to pause and wait for you. For the temperature is about to go sub-zero.

by dewdropzz

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Seasonal Styles: Legendary Loot and Usuki
It is the month of Hiding, also known as another month of arbitrary festivities. That means it’s time to release a set of Seasonal Styles curated by me, the color expert, Pixke. If you’re unfamiliar with my feature, Seasonal Styles are lists of pairings between various categories of Neopian objects, as guided by the time of year and other factors beyond color (though I do love coordinating colors).

by jubileek

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What Happened To Geraptiku?
Ahhh, Mystery Island. Home to sandy shores, beautiful jungles and endless fun for everyone. At first glance there doesn’t appear to be anything mysterious about Mystery Island. It’s a vacation spot for Neopians just looking to get away from the ups and downs of life. However, if you journey deep into the depths of the jungle, you’d come across something very peculiar.

by stars4ever33

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A Story of the Haunted Woods
The Storyweaver stood outside the Haunted Woods. It had been a while since the Faerie Xweetok had been there. It had not been a good experience. But somewhere in those woods was someone who needed to be told a story, and it was her duty to be the storyteller who told it.

by june_scarlet

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The Book of the Twelve
Before Meridell, before Altador. Before any and all of modern Neopia, there was the Great Empire. Ruled by twelve ancient and powerful wizards, the like of which have not been seen since, they united Ancient Neopia under a single banner and ushered in generations of peace and prosperity. Their dazzling heights were only matched by their fateful end, for the Circle of Twelve were corrupted from within, and tore apart the civilisation they had formed to protect. From the ruins of this shattered world, King Altador emerged to found his new Empire. But the legends of the Great Empire still live on today.

by herdygerdy



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