Not a Finger
Another riddle. no food, but open my mouth anyway? "what--" the younger skunk stood in front of me, a little defiant and a little sad.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 10: Backbone
Silence followed the cryptic riddle. gilda was stone still, mind whirling around in her head.
Hesitance
Blocked by the riddle. steadfast in my head, the question unsolved. seeking a hidden answer, thought betwixt action. tempting is the move, but always hesitating. what should be done now?
The Drumming
Sheltered in the dark drumming from beneath devoures as it calls hidden from view helpless call demon wreathed in nightmares an angel cloven hoofed union of ages gone beware the river of broken promise riddles spun from there bones there
Thirteen Tales 2020: Tale 12
However, a series of clues and riddles sends him on a chase that might leave him in for something bigger than what he bargained for. i bring you our twelfth tale. the tale of letters and puzzles."
Contents of Epilogue
As they commend the floating lantern of amaranth, of our century-old blood-tainted creed of golden hilt and lime-like so crimson-crying blade which can't... ...cannot and won't... ...cut deep through the graves of the ever-riddling
With in the broken heart:Poem
Hearts lost a riddle a shrine. lost i shout can you hear my cry. the night has come, agian to test. were oh were i wonder tonight. blood seems to flow like a river again. the air so cold i might fall in.
I am human
Sight i lift up my face but drop my eyes for the skies hold nothing for someone like me wannabe a stranger keeping your pace eagerly talking and taking your praise only to hide behind dresses of lace injured scars that you cannot see i'm riddled
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Four
So if-" "i solved your riddle." vakaal stepped away from his father, and turned to face lovro. "i do." "what?" lovro blinked, growling through grit teeth. "what are you babbling about?" "your riddle." vakaal kept his voice flat.
The Snow King (Completed)
"no one, except the snow king, is allowed in the throne room," replied the guard on the right, "unless they answer a riddle." "a riddle?" johnny asked. "a riddle," answered the left guard. "well, what's the riddle? and if i guess correctly, can i go in?"
Sound mine'd...
Looking about i feel ease among the breeze riddled with doubt it's just... okay... it is... another timid day... i don't think, won't think of it, any other way...
Sorrow and beast
And so there he stood in the mighty beasts dark lair sorrow filling his heart as he hears these words spoken in a voice riddled with sorrow and pain " i will rain down hell and despair and ruin onto the land.