Temple Entrance: Stage 10, 16
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | An etched Sun | High above the sky I'm only a clone, I provide no heat but am an engraving on stone |
2 | A Red Mushroom | Among the 'fun guys' I'm quite a unique chap, for I'm the only one there to sport a red polka dot cap |
3 | A Wave Design | I'm a fast moving portion of ocean or lak, splashing and roaring til on beahces I break |
4 | A Bird hole | An entrance's home for feathered friends, constructed from woodpeckers' beaky end |
5 | A kneeling statue with a Bowl | I'm a dish toting maiden who's kneeling low; on my lap a stone basin where white blossoms grow |
6 | A Lighting Bolt Shield | I'm an object behind which a warrior can hide; by the look of my face I seem electrified |
7 | A Rain Cloud | I'm a sky's gloomy bearer of important drops, for I top of the lakes and I irrigate crops |
8 | A fallen Log | I'll be chopped and then burned in a fire to soot, for I've fallen to ground after rotting to root |
9 | A Roman numeral IV | On the right of a ticking clock's face I appear, the number of seasons in every years |
10 | A Snake on a Statue's Arm | I'm a length of green scales entangling limb, having slithered from ground, up to stone hand at whim |
11 | A Right facing Arrow | If drawn on a string, when released would I fly, only traveling right as my twin passes by |
12 | A Sledgehammer | I've a handle of wood by a metal weight crowned; a tool for pounding of stakes into ground |
13 | A Group of yellow Flowers | At a spear carrier's base we're a yellow bouquet; gold blossoms arranged in their natural way |
14 | A Puma | I'm the only one here to make an eye to eye, a yellow fur feline with spring-like thighs |
15 | A Snake head dress | I'm a venomous crown to fill enemies with dread, my flickering tongue tasting air near forehead |
16 | A Book | within me lies stories to read before bed; a collection of writings all covered in red |
17 | A Pineapple | On a worrior tall with a snake above face, I'm the bearer of tropical juice at his base |
18 | A Hole in the ground | I'll become a miniature lake when it rains; a place to hid treasure or bury remains |
19 | A Stone Flower Headdress | I'm what they called a rocky floral helm, to wear me you'll be quite overwhelmed |
20 | A Raccoon | I've a mask like a bandit when stealing bank's cash, but I'm more like seen around yards stealing trash |
21 | A crate of apples | I'm a cube of wood planks with a fruit carrying feature; I've space to keep red gifts for more than one teacher |
22 | A crack on the Solider | I'm not sad but my heart is broken, taken literally and not as a literary token |
23 | A Rabbit | I've a wiggling nose and two ears in a V;no animal's more skilled at hopping than me |
24 | A leather bag | Someone left a belonging with evidence inside, a durable container made of tanning hides |
25 | A rainbow | I've red hues through violet with each its own row; only when the rain falls do my bright colors show |
26 | A cat on it's back | I scratch and I bite and my litter is smelly, but I'm sure fun to pet on my soft fuzzy belly |
27 | A bird on a tree | An emeral animal with great areial deft, unlike the others I face complete left |
28 | A face in the ground | I'm a smiling likeness in dirt below feet, ensuring ground's able to see, smell and eat |
29 | A crescent moon | I'm a signal in sky to mark morning for owls; a rock in cosmos at which a wolf howls |
30 | Flowers on a cap | Of Ivory hue, we're a small floral pack, overgrown upon cloth which drapes over the back |
31 | A Snail | I pace myself slowly and can hardly flee, the distance from my eyes create the letter "v" |
32 | A flower | My kind blossoms in the local fields, but you'll find me hiding nearby a lightning shield |
33 | A bird statue | With large beaks, feathered body and wings, I'm a ceremonial costume performed in fromt of kings |
34 | 2 etched Diamond | We're a pair of stones with a love guarantee, we're close neighbors yet angled ninety degree |
35 | A bulls' eye | I've a circle that inside two outer rings sits, marking the best place for arrows to hit |
36 | A feather | I'm a coating on creatures with beak or a bill; in olden days dipped in ink, used as a quill |
37 | Statue holding a ring | My hands above head to loop of weight cling, offering to heavens a mightly stone ring |
38 | Ears of Corn | We're a trio from stalks that provide golden grain, grown in Indian type and much sweeter strain |
39 | 2 pecking birds | My brother and I are enjoying the grainy feast, soon we'll be full and fly off east |
40 | A love engraving | Two names surround this finely carved heart, a symbol for love that never departs |
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