Two Opposite Ends |
no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A statue of a cat with a key | I'd be greatly feared if a man were a mouse, for I hold what is needed to access his house |
2 | The mural's Sun | Over forests and fields where animals graze, I'm what dimly shines through the sky's murky haze |
3 | A burning Tower | I reach toward the sky and by fire I'm crowned; if not thoroughly soaked, I may fall to the ground |
4 | A blue candle | I'm , but soon Iclearly mismatched amidst towers of white will burn and then vanish from sight |
5 | A cream pitcher | During each morning's meal, my handle's often gripped; I lighten one's coffee whenever I'm tipped |
6 | Two crossed swords | We've met in a battle not yet won or lost; we've blocked our twin's swings and we've found ourselves crossed |
7 | A Serving dish | I've a diamond confined within one of my 4 quarters; its commonly covered by find diners' orders |
8 | A king statue | I'm standing my ground below arc of the night, but a seat on the throne is my ultimate right |
9 | A Sealed letter | I'm received at the end of a courier's trip; my subject is revealed with an opening rip |
10 | An angle statue | Under an angeled 'X', watching with seers of gold, my wings are too rigid to ever unfold |
11 | A Spoon | I effectively aid the consumption of soup; while my partners bear blades or pronges, I bear a scoop |
12 | A stone rose | I'm what changes hands at the start of a date; a freshly picked gift of unusually great weight |
13 | A Windmill | My rotating top's a provider of power, outputting the most in the breeziest hours |
14 | A lion emblem | On a medieval swordsman who's protected best, I roar in defiance of strikes to his chest |
15 | A Hunter | I'm a seeker of foxes, of boar and of deer; to be set in my sights is an end they most fear |
16 | A sailin ship | Helmed by a captain who dares to explore, over oceans I travel to far away shores |
17 | A Plate marked with a fish | My function's to bring what a dinner guest craves; my design's the most likely to thrive under waves |
18 | A 'RIP' Grave Stone | To tear paper's a meaning for what's on my face, but it's meant as a wish for who lies in this place |
19 | A Moon | When darkness descends, my domain is the skies; I'm a sign over a monarch with emerald eyes |
20 | A Stain in the Carpet | I'm what happens when fluid and fibers collide; an unsightly mark where dropped liquids have dried |
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