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Started by Raven, February 27, 2016, 08:38:38 PM

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Coír Draoi Ceítien

The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven


I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

Not a heart
Though many I've moved.
Not a chisel
Though often I've grooved.
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven


Who is quick and who is staunch
To tickle the tusks of an oliphaunt?
All those keys without locks
black and white all in a flock.


I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

I'm going to say a piano. (It was a secondary guess before, but "music box" seemed more appropriate at the time.)
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

I went into the woods and got it. I sat down to seek it. I brought it home with me because I couldn't find it.
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

This may be a bad answer, but . . . a tic?
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

Not exactly. Gets under your skin, doesn't it?
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

I think I remember this one now.
Is it a splinter or a thorn?
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

Technically, splinter...but I guess thorn would also suffice.
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

 If I have it, I don't share it. If I share it, I don't have it. What is it?
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.

Coír Draoi Ceítien

The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.