Room of Creation: Stage 3, 7, 11, 16 |
no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A Cornucopia | Lush leafy greens and grains such as corn, I've stocked well inside of my plentiful horn |
2 | A walking Cane | I've similar shape as a striped treat, made to stabilize stance as you walk on two feet |
3 | A Ribcage | I'm an intricate piece of what stays beyond death, no more to expand after passed dying breath |
4 | A pair of Maracas | I'm frequently shaken in music's accord, a handle on seeds within hollowed out gourd |
5 | A Painted Star | I'm a twinkling shape mostly seen by the night, on a great sculpted shell near the sun and to right |
6 | A Rocking Horse | I'm saddled for ridding, you might meet delay, for my travel meets limit at back and forth sway |
7 | A Lightning Bolt | A Place where I strike surely sizzles and fries, a charge from the clouds that illuminates skies |
8 | A pair of Hiking Boots | I'm best worn on trails but not in run race, a leathery brown cover with looped crimson lace |
9 | A wooden Train | Following tracks under daylight and stars, I've a powerful engine for towing coal cars |
10 | A pair of crossed Bones | Under my crossing lies secrets I keep, a dead pirate's arms marking coins buried deep |
11 | A Carving of a Horse | I'm carved in support not by ceiling but base, a galloping creature with only long face |
12 | An Open book | Of the tomes in this chamber I'm surly most rare; I'm alone in exposing my words to the air |
13 | A Painted moon | Flipped horizontally I'm a mouth showing mirth, a high cosmic traveler shadowed by earth |
14 | A Creature in a wall | That you'd find me in hiding is of no surprise, for the dimmest of glows here reflects in my eyes |
15 | A Bust of Roman Statesman | I'm a stately head figure with hue of red clay; without legs I'll remain until carried away |
16 | A Shield | If I cover the knight he'll n'er meet his death, if he meets my scribed creature of fiery breath |
17 | An Ink Well | Before words go to parchment I'm entered by quill; my wide golden footing prevents inky spill |
18 | A Set of Nesting Doll | I've three smaller than largest, three larger than small, and stacking in largest conceals them all |
19 | A statue of a Camel | I take rider and gear across hot desert sand, my hump keeping days worth or water on hand |
20 | An Umbrella | On days which dark clouds loom about grayer sky, when widened to cover I'll help you stay dry |
21 | A Baseball bat | at an orb headed home at appropriate height, I shall swing and then drive it to fields left or right |
22 | A Sphinx Statue | I'm a lion and falcon and man all in one, a keeper of kings's tomb in hot desert sun |
23 | A Nevigator Sextant | Measuring angle of celestial orb's height, I find your position at sea or in flight |
24 | A Rocking Chair | You'll find I have arches not of but near feet, to enable the tipping of a comfortable seat |
25 | A Ship | The others like me by comparison pale, for I capture more wind when I set out four sail |
26 | A Wooden Sword | That I'd aid you in battle's no promise you'd trust, as I'd most likely splinter in parry and thrust |
27 | A statue of Atlas | I display north, south, east and western degrees, a sphere above man holding continents and seas |
28 | A wooden Bear | I'm brown about woods or a pole dressed in white, as a toy tied with bow, held by children at night |
29 | A Chinese Dragon | A Zodiac's beast, I give water and pause, a fierce Asian carving of scales and claws |
30 | A miner's Pick Axe | I'm plainly an item prospectors must own, for they'll find nuggets not without me to break stone |
31 | A Bronze Tiger | I've hide of cast metal replacing striped fur, a beast fiercely growing while smaller kin purr |
32 | A Tropical Fish | I'm painted in scales and longer than tall, a colorful swimmer at home on the wall |
33 | An artist's Pallet | If by too few colors you're left in a fix, gather hues which you have, on my face may they mix |
34 | A painting of a Spider | Through flickering torch light I creep and I crawl, my four pairs of walkers adorning the wall |
35 | An Acient Greek Vase | I'd be perfectly suited as a museum piece, a pot beautifully crafted and painted in Greece |
36 | A coin purse | What I carry is found inside two dollar's range; sealed by clasp I'm a vessel for change |
37 | A Golden Crown | A six pointed figure I shine like the sun, displayed upon head of the ruling one |
38 | A red Shield | For deflecting an arrow or sword during fight, I'm an ideal blood-hued defender with poisonous bite |
39 | An antiuqe Radio | It's with clock and with ham that I form a word pair, receiving through all a tuned signal from air |
40 | A Jester Doll | It's with bells upon head that I dance and cavort, a foolish figure oft found in king's court |
41 | A gas can | What I contain is what surely you'll nee, when you travel great distance by car at great speed |
42 | A Dinosuar's Claw | On carnivorous beasts who when walking ground shook, I'd be seen at the finger, a predator's hook
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43 | A Tambourine | I'm a small rhythmic ring fixed with jangling plates, shaken in concert to accompany band mates |
44 | A Diary | Bound well 'neath my cover lie pages pristine, upon them a record of daily routine |
45 | An Artist's easel | Dripped on by paint and from lengths of wood built, I keep artist's canvas at ideal tilt |
46 | A Clown doll | Near a rodeo's bull I'm found quick on my feet, in a big top for laughs and here tapping a beat |
47 | A prisoner's shackles | I'm dutifully tasked to immobilize hands, stopping prisoner's revolt with two iron forged bands |
48 | A candelabra | I'm tall and thin standing at mid-to wall height, my arms often branched to keep waxy fire light |
49 | A Tribal drum | Wooden and hollow and hide stretched in round, I pierce quiet jungles with tribe's beating sound |
50 | A birdhouse | I'm a home with no windows but merely a door, a single room dressed with a nest on its floor |
51 | A carving of an eye | Above gated passage, before where you think, I'm a portion of face set to wink but not blink |
52 | A painted fish | I splash about water and waves made of line, a tail and finned critter in pottery's design |
53 | A pair of goggles | That I'll save your eyesight a grant guarantee, for I block eyes in wind from all flying debris |
54 | A skull | I Once contained thoughts and a pair of keen eyes, the height of a human no longer to rise |
55 | A wooden Cardinal | Atop two flappers pointed and strong woody chest, I've a bill you'll not pay and a high crimson crest |
56 | A piece of watermelon | My name recalls sea but I come from the ground, my dark speckled core in a shell striped and round |
57 | A set of a dog tag | Upon holding chain I've two piece the same, inscribed on them etchings of company and name |
58 | An antique clock | I'm a gadget with face upon tooled wooden stand, marking hourly passage with each ticking hand |
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