|Still thwarting Sloth's mind control...
||Issue: 738 | 24th day of Relaxing, Y18
|The Nightmare in AltadorI have never been one to fear the Night. I have long embraced it, revered it. Worshiped it. I have never been given cause to fear the Night. I have never shied away from it, or cowered in the dark, praying for Dawn to arrive.|
|The Dream StealerBut today, the topic was the one thing Fred could not contribute to: dreams. And so the orange Jubjub ate his sandwich in silence.|
|A Jelly NightmareThe moment Sue opened her eyes, she realized something was wrong. The ship was empty except for the water faerie who floated before her. Of course, Sue could never forget Mariana, the water faerie who arranged all of her passages leaving Krawk Island. There were many things that Sue couldn’t understand about the situation.|
|Dreaming“Ooh - Shiny!” Alisia pounced excitedly on the glinting object beside the footpath that had caught her eye. When she straightened up she was holding a bottle of blue sand.|
|Palia Alback for the Win!Before the Captain could reply, the locker room door burst open with the arrival of the Red Scorchio Referee. “Five minutes, Team Faerieland! Grab your gear and go." With a flutter of wings, Team Faerieland floated out of the locker room to enter the tunnel leading to the pitch.|
|A Visionary Nightmare“Hmm…that explains so much. I never knew that was possible. Its no wonder Arthur’s had the same recurring nightmare for a whole week. Could it be that his adeptness in psychic magic might be affecting his dreams too?”|
|The Long RoadMy family screamed for me when President Evergreen called my name: Melody Harvester. |
|Nightmare at the SanitoriumTalrun looked around the forest as the trees seemed to close in on him. He knew better than to go to deep into the Haunted Woods, but he and his sister Marcy had planned an adventure. They had taken an expedition out to the Meepit Oaks Sanitorium and figured that they could explore it during the day while it was bright out.|
|A Bright Moon, Some Rolling Hills, And InfinityThe sky was dark, but distant stars twinkled alongside a full and bright Kreludor moon, giving a pretty sight for two blithe Neopets to gaze at while they lay side by side among rolling grassy hills. They claimed these benevolent hills as their own as they often came to them to gaze at stars, watch a sunrise, or to pick flowers. |
|Child's DreamBlue. As far as brown eyes can see. Azure. Cerulean, sapphire, aquamarine. Ultramarine. It is everywhere. It surrounds her, envelopes her, embraces her. Or is she, in fact, in the midst of it? Or is she in front of it, or... behind it?|
|Project: NightmareThe fog rolled over the shores of Krawk Island thicker than usual that evening. The haunting sounds of the dock bells fell upon the frightened ears of a dockworker, a green Tuskaninny. Something about this night in particular seemed…off. |
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Isca’s and Caylis’s Horoscope for Year 18
Isca can see future events in her dreams while Caylis has nightmares about disasters and misfortunes. She was vindicated after saving Maraqua but felt it was better if she lived by herself, occasionally visited by Isca). So for this issue of dreams and nightmares I thought why not have them write a horoscope for the year! Isca will dream of fortunes while Caylis will have nightmares of challenges
Everyone is afraid of something. What is your worst nightmare? What is the worst thing you can imagine happening to the Neopets site, or the world of Neopia?
|Labor Laws of Altador: Are Workers Protected?|
The Altador Cup. What many consider a summertime staple, a wholesome event for the entire family to enjoy, actually harbor’s a dark secret few care to acknowledge. It happens in the open, where any can witness it. It may have happened while you were present in the room, right under your nose. It is a crime unparalleled in abhorrence and negligence.
|Desert Requiem: Part Three|
Sayidah considered herself well-travelled for her age, but her experiences were but a speck of sand in the desert compared to Khalid's. He and Jazan had spent most of the last two centuries exploring new lands, only returning to Sakhmet every twenty years to ascertain the availability of princesses. Khalid narrated some of the adventures they had gone through, some which sounded so incredible that Sayidah would not have believed them had it been anyone else telling the tale.
|Pigments and Figments: Part One|
But it was no good. Clearly, IT had gotten him. IT, the thing he had talked about for months. IT, the thing that had haunted him for months. IT, the reason he had not had good sleep in months.
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