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	Master of Ceremonies: Part Nine My feet sloshed through the mud as I wandered through the endless forest. I was alone and had no destination in mind. I just had to get away. by sin_hui_ryoma
	We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Five Richmond Jasper Milford was not a patient Bruce. He had paid tens of thousands of neopoints for a tower to be built, and the fact that there was only now a scaffold tested his patience. Also by icanhaskaila by emblo93
	A trip to the Seven Wonders of the (Neopian) World: Part Three As the hot air balloon drew closer to Faerie City, Seamus felt and uncontrollable wave of excitement rush over his body. by sallynicol
	The Dark Faeries' Plot: Part Four Celia the Baby Aisha looked nervously around the dungeon chamber in which she found herself. Although it was unmistakably a dungeon – the bars on the windows and the heavily fortified door were a testament to that... by jayeless
	My Childhood Neohome: Part Two And there were still indents in the carpet to show where the couches and coffee table had once stood. by jillcrash
	A Pound Story: Part Three Organizing the event had taken up Ihae’s entire week, and before she knew it, it was the weekend again. by eyre101619
	Skipping School: Part Two What on earth are you doing out of class? by invalid

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"The Ghost, The Witch and The Story" by cheetahzluv990
Grab me that burning potion from the top left shelf, darling?" "This one, right?" Tegan grabbed the potion from Priscilla's hand without taking her eyes off of her spell book. Finally after looking at the spell long enough she looked at the potion. She brought her face close to it, her eyes squinting as she examined it. Priscilla simply floated around her, glancing at Tegan every now and then to see how she was coming along. "And this spell you’re making is going to do what to me now?" She asked, eyeing the bubbling cauldron. It glowed a pastel shade of pink and gave off a faint scent of bubblegum roses. It had a homey feel, which was fairly surprising for one of Tegan’s spells.Usually she concocted up something that was for the greed of another and her own. Those usually gave off a feel that left you cold and empty hearted, as if you were stuck in a rainstorm with no one around to help keep you warm. Priscilla hated those spells the most. She couldn’t stand to be any more cold than she already was. Being a ghost takes away any and all warmth you once had, and having something that made you more cold just left you more empty than you once were. Yet, this spell gave her such a feel that left something odd inside her, as if it were possibly alive once again.

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