His Memories Preserved | ||
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A Bunch of Grapes | We're picked from the vineyards when perfectly sweet, and fermented after we're mashed up by feet |
2 | A Carved lighting Bolt | In a stormy sky, I'm what appears with a crash; here I'm paired with no cloud and dark unlike a flash |
3 | A Rainbow | I'm the meeting of water and light passing through, resulting in arches of every hue |
4 | A glowing Axe | Especially well suited for battle by night, a sharp edge juts both from my left and my right |
5 | A Pair of Feet | Oft snug and secure behind leather and laces, our presence is crucial for measuring paces |
6 | A Magnifying glass | When an object's examined through my special glass, it'll surely appear to expand in its mass |
7 | A Chameleon | I disappear easily into grass or stone, for I'm able to quickly alter my skin's tone |
8 | A Hammer | Whenever there are nails in need of a pound, or in need of a pry, I'm what needs to be found |
9 | A glowing Whale | On a night out at sea, I'd be quite a surprise; a shining sea-mammal of enormous size |
10 | Elder Lady... | It's clear, from the approaching howling sound, I'm a lady who may soon be eaten by hounds |
11 | A Windwill | Taking advantage of blowing air's power, I create a current or produce wheat flour |
12 | A Girl with an Umbrella | For foul weather I'm prepped, as I watch the sunset, standing in pair with my galloping pet |
13 | A set of Card Symbols | Etched at the core of a metal-toothed ring, we're symbols playing card could possibly bring |
14 | A glowing Mushroom | I'm a spotty-capped growth giving off its own light, quite likely to kill you, should you take a bite |
15 | A glowing Key | I make nocturnal passage through doors worry-free; you've a flashlight and access when carrying me |
16 | A Knife & Fork | We're a miniature trident crossed over a blade, only put into use when a meal's been made |
17 | A Spike Ball | I'm an item that's rounded and readily rolls, but to throw or catch me would fill one's hand with holes |
18 | A Stone Owl | If someone asked 'who', I am likely who spoke; a creature of night upo what carries smoke |
19 | A glowing Bull's eye | By an archer without any nocturnal sight, my rings could be hit any hour of night |
20 | A Book marked with a bird | Under leafy-hued cover, protecting my pages, I've tales of birds to be reade through the ages |
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20 Oct 2008
Fireplace: Stage 10
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