|Enter the Snowflake's lair...
||Issue: 541 | 20th day of Eating, Y14
|Effistella the PerfectThe first of many stories about Eff and Dodo. :]|
|A Krawk TaleBy candlelight at night, she would sit and read through her various books about the different lands, dreaming of the day when she could go and explore them...|
|Racing the HurricaneI lie awake in my bed at night, listening to the rain pounding on the roof. Hurricane Acara, first of the season, is coming in.|
|Deadly DiceWhy Brynn and Hanso did not join the search for King Roo.|
|Lord Darigan's Letter To The EditorYou have a Sloth Appreciation Day, for Fyora's sake! Dr. Frank Sloth, who experiments on innocent little Neopets and concocts potions that transform them into ugly mutants! |
|Interview With A LarnikinA small table sits in the middle of the room: a table littered with papers, a tiny terrarium, pencils, more papers, an open book, and something that resembles a horn used as a primitive sound-amplifying device.|
|The Edge of the World"Who's they? And who's Dr. Sloth? And what's Neopia?" Tinost said, echoing my own confusion.
Lapnia stared at us. "Are you two for real?"
|All That Glitters is not Green"No one said anything to me about needing to be painted something," the green Skeith replied. |
|Letters to ElianaThese letters were found in a safe inside an abandoned, broken down house in Faerieland...|
|In MemorandumIt all started several months ago when various Neopians began noticing the jolly king from Roo Island began some sort of negotiations with Alstaf Poogle, the Poetry Competition judge.|
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"The Edge of the World" by emrozi
I used to live on the edge of the world. The world was smaller and more metallic for me, back then. I didn't know about trees, or snow, or the sea; I thought laser lights and plastic tubes grew organically. If you'd told me I lived on something called a space station, orbiting a planet called Neopia, I would have looked at you blankly; if you aren't a Grundo, I may well have run away. Non-Grundos rarely strayed from the centre of the station. In fact...
|How to Use the Six Icons|
I've found that a lot of the owners don't know anything about Icons – much like me before – even the ones who enjoy battling. So I've decided to make an article about the most basic things of battling, the six Icons.
|The Painter: Part Two|
Mostly, other than maids stopping to give her food, she was left alone, which suited her just fine. Every morning, she would wake up from her peach toned bed with white rustling silken sheets, and she would watch the sunrise. It would inspire her, and then, she would stray to the paints that lined her wall.
|A Second Chance: Part Six|
Jane still fought hard against the tide, somehow managing to keep her head above water for long intervals of time. A ship on the horizon was her only sanctuary and salvation...