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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 8:06 pm
by Aristeaus
I'll think of a good one,, but here is an old one,,
When is a door not a door
Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 8:12 pm
by Avaloner
When it s out of glass?
-Avaloner
Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 8:20 pm
by Guest
When it's ajar...isn't that clear?!
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Fjalara
Proud citizen of Silverbrand
Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 8:37 pm
by Aristeaus
We have a new winner. Hopefully one with more patience than i.
Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 9:58 pm
by Fildraniel
Just a few additions I wish to make. For one, this is an attempt to make people love, and work together again, and have fun. As for the unknown writer, without a signature, keep it nice. And Aristeaus, mention the one that won. Because I feel confused who did, Fjalara or Avaloner.
Please remember it are just riddles, not things you can be "better" at.
~*Fildraniel el Lysanthrai*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 12:36 am
by Aristeaus
Fjalara won my dear.
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:52 am
by Fildraniel
Thank you Aristeaus.
~*Fildraniel el Lysanthrai*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 4:30 pm
by Guest
Here is my riddle for all of you.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole. What am I?
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Fjalara
Proud citizen of Silverbrand
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 4:31 pm
by Fildraniel
Chainmail.
~*Fildraniel*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 4:37 pm
by Guest
That's close enough. State another riddle Fildraniel.
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Fjalara
Proud citizen of Silverbrand
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 4:39 pm
by Fildraniel
Love in the essence,
Walking this island still,
People are mesmerized by her beauty,
and she can make them mad about people at will.
Who do I seek?
~*Fildraniel el Lysanthrai*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:21 pm
by Brendan Mason
Is it Tanora?
-Brendan Mason
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:22 pm
by Fildraniel
No...but close
~*Fildraniel el Lysanthrai*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:22 pm
by Brendan Mason
Then it's Sirani, is it?
-Brendan Mason
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:33 pm
by Fildraniel
Yes it is...very well. You can do a riddle now, but in the future, only one answer per riddle sir Brendan.
~*Fildraniel*~
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:39 pm
by Brendan Mason
Oh, I'm sorry, I suppose I missed that rule. I feel rightly embarassed now.
A riddle...a riddle...
Aha!
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beast,trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:52 pm
by The Night's Own
This thing is time.
Night.
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 6:59 pm
by Brendan Mason
Yep, the answers was time, feel free to make a riddle whenever the mood takes you.
-Brendan Mason
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 10:40 pm
by The Night's Own
Together with death, the wardrums we pound;
noisy can I be, with or without any sound.
Riddle you over land and under ground;
I may hold an answer that shall not be found.
If lives are a river, then I am the flood;
if city may be flesh, then I am the blood.
Find me throughout space, perhaps in the future;
for together with time, we can turn kingdoms to mud.
Understood am I never yet held onto by many,
I may leave any time now but not just by fall.
Felt am I by both the dumb and the clever,
trapped in between the always and never.
I tie the threads yet them am I fated to sever,
like a spinning wheel that spinneth forever.
I am everything and nothing,
it depends on your point of view.
I am everywhere and nowhere,
I am even a part of you.
What am I?
Night.
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 11:09 pm
by Konstantin K
Life?
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 11:36 pm
by Aristeaus
Thought
Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2004 11:56 pm
by The Night's Own
The one who answered first, answered correctly.
Your turn.
Night.
Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2004 7:15 am
by Fildraniel
Another wise answer sir K.
~*Fildraniel el Lysanthrai*~
Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2004 5:02 pm
by Konstantin K
Falling softly on the ground
From heavens pillows sleeping sound.
On the ground its family lies
Till season change, standing high.
They had their fun when they fell
Now pushed aside, a plow mans’ tale.
The fight they hold, the dirt they wear
And in the ground the holes they tear.
In my hand you melt away,
With your brothers, children play.
Of all the men and angels too,
For all the forts and arrows threw,
The two best parts I concede,
Are when you come and when you leave.
Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2004 5:11 pm
by Iekka
In winters heart... oh the beauty of snow.
-White Rose
Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2004 5:16 pm
by Konstantin K
shoot
Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2004 12:50 am
by Iekka
I am the ebb and the flow;
I am both light and the dark;
Behind me stands my shining army;
I am the wolf's star.
Tell me what I am...
Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2004 1:40 am
by Brendan Mason
You're the moon!
-Brendan Mason
Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2004 1:58 am
by Iekka
A good call, now send us your words.
-White Rose
Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2004 2:14 pm
by Brendan Mason
I must say that this riddle is particularily devious:
With thieves I consort,
With the vilest, in short,
I'm quite at ease in depravity;
Yet all divines use me,
And savants can't lose me,
For I am the center of gravity.
What am I?