Childhood Silenced |
no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A pot with a fire design | It's best that what's painted upon me is fake; the heat would cause what's planted in me to bake |
2 | A slashed helmet | To hide within me was a knight's best decision; without my defense he'd have lost half his vision |
3 | A treasure chest | I'm most aptly dressed up in silver and gold; the very same contents I'm likely to hold |
4 | A hot air balloon | When a fire is burning,the sky and I meet; I quickly ascend when I harness its heat |
5 | A clock tower | I chime in the town every hour of the day; the face at my top keeps the time on display |
6 | A snail | Wherever I travel, my home too shall go, though the pace of our journey will be rather slow |
7 | A bottle of poison | You'd be quite unable to consume me often; upon the first drink, you'd end up in a coffin |
8 | A saw mill | As the river runs past, I've a wheel that turns, all while a fire inside of me burns |
9 | A cracked pot | What's growing within me is likely to die; I leak when it's watered and leave its roots dry |
10 | A dragon | Flying, igniting, and covere in scales, I'm a knight-scorching monster of medieval tales |
11 | A sword | I'm on the offense, swinging not a knight; it appears it's a plant my blade's pierced in this fight |
12 | A map | While exploring, it's crucial I'm kept at all cost; without me to quide you, you'll find yourself lost |
13 | A piggy bank | I keep all the coinage which no one will steal; should anyone try, I will most surely squeal |
14 | An eyeless Owl statue | In the darkness of night I'm a feathery find; though my twin may see me, I am seemingly blind |
15 | A Plant marked with a $ sign | To grow me in bulk may be excellent advice; my sign would imply that I'd fetch a high price |
16 | A camp site | We're portable house, all gathered in group; surrounding a fire, we hold sleeping troops |
17 | A nest holding 2 eggs | I'm where sparrows may weather the rain and the winds; a woven twig home to a bird bearing twins |
18 | A hand-like branch | Missing my leaves, I'm a most bizarre growtih; a bark covered limb and a grasping hand both |
19 | A key | When I'm held in your hand and given a turn, what lies beyond once-sealed doors you shall learn |
20 | A pair of binoculars | when I'm before eyes, there will be quite a change; they'll see tiny items at much longer range |
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