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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | An Oyster | What I make, when I've eaten a small grain of sand, is fashionably strung on a neck circling strand |
2 | A Cemetry | I hold many residents of this fine town, but to see them in person, you'd need to dig down |
3 | A Pair of Cross dagger | We've two handle in stone, each affixed to a blade, marking a spot with the cross that we've made |
4 | An Axe Candleholder | Holding what's made of the combs formed by bees, I'm a double edged object for toppling trees |
5 | A Turtle | Whether swimming in oceans or plodding on beach, when in danger, I'll hide in my shell. out of reach |
6 | A Gold Ring | A gilded piece of jewelre married couples possess, I am found in front of the treasure chest |
7 | A Fox | I wear an orange coat, though not unlike a dog, and sit a sI think about eating that hog |
8 | A Set of Door Handles | Wherever there's a door, and you need to get in, we are the items you'd grasp and then partially spin |
9 | A Boat | I travel the rivers, the oceans and more, but when not in use I'm tied up on the shore |
10 | A Pawn Candleholder | I am a game piece much weaker than bishop or rook, I'm below energy meant to burn and cook |
11 | A Shield on a Tower | Affixed to a tower, in the air I'm suspended; a tool with which a knight's often defended |
12 | A Crab | You might eat my legs in a seafood buffet, for I'd no longer have claws to keep you a away |
13 | A Bow Tie | Around a gent's neck is my typical spot, where I'm carefully looped and then tied in a knot |
14 | An Arrow Candleholder | I'm a sharp-pointed etch under flickering glow; a fast flying killer released by a bow |
15 | A Helmet with a 3 spikes | I much like a trident that's worn on the head made not for offense but for defense instead |
16 | A Moon | I'm easy to find when the hour is dark; in a field of stars, I'm the enormous arc |
17 | A Milipede | I'm a creature with legs numbering not fours or twos; had I feet on each leg, I'd need hundreds of shoes |
18 | A Face in the stone | I'd rightly belong at the front of a head, but dwell amidst crumbling boulders instead |
19 | A Jellyfish | I'm not made of grapes, so my touch wouldn't stain, but a touch of my tentacles would cause you pain |
20 | A SUN | Behind stormy clouds. I hide part of my face' I'm the closet of fires to be found out in space |
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20 Oct 2008
Hidden Passage: Stage 10
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