Thank you Sir Riddler, you honour me with your praise! I have been timid to approach before, leaving the games to those more experienced, but this puzzle sang to me and prompted me to speak up. I thank you for your challenges, both to my mind and my heart. As to your current enigma, I think I shall ponder awhile longer before answering...
Go unread, your words do not. It seems you, like I, require the aide of deceit to maintain our eloquence. I will be watching, listening, waiting to see the results of your mind games. For as you know little of mine own artistry, so too do I admit yours is profound to me.
Zelig: Ah, I might know this one.
They were part of a trio- the thrird either passed, or was a girl. So they are two identical boys, born on the same day but /not/ twins because they are in fact triplets?
"Ah, Silent, I must have come across somewhat rude today, leaving so suddenly. Hopefully I shall soon be able to repent for such a swift departure by meeting you later?"
"By the way, I admit I'm no wordsmith myself, but I would enjoy matching wits with you sometime soon... and before I forget, thanks for the dance."
(Ah, lol yeah that was my Mar Sart who danced with you and that fawn earlier today. 83 Though I hated having to leave so soon; got called off the computer for dinner, then had to see and write a report about a play. |'D)
"Rude? Haha, I have no reason to show hostility towards an act not worth apologizing for. There is no need to excuse yourself, sir, as nothing wrong was comitted.
Matching wits? Ah, but I am always for a competition of the mind! Let us partake in such in the near future.
...is it so obvious that my dance skills lack? Haha."
"He is gone, he is gone. And yet I see him here. There. Everywhere. My mother makes a very pretty tree, don't you think? If I were a rambling river, where do you think I'd lead? Around and around and around and around and around... Maybe in a straight line. I saw you the other day. You looked big, so I came and stared, then ran, because something was chasing me. Was it you? I don't know.
Around and around and around and around... and around. Endless Circle. Endless Forest. Endless Mirth. Endless Sorrow. Seems that way, doesn't it? Riddler, Riddler, say me a rhyme, that I might get back to you in my own time. Time..."
[Above reason is why Rev charged you and a few other deer last night. You'll have to forgive him, he's not entirely in his right mind.]
—
"I am not the Kirin Prince my father wished me to be. I am the three-horned darling of the Forest,
and my friends are my strength."
Clever riddler thou art indeed! One shalt find themselves following of thee closely in this thy game of words. Though one fears little chance to duel with such clever jest!
Hello Silence, the master of riddles...It seems I have a answer for your riddle. Could the sons, be the result of the mother's unsatisfied....let's for dignities sake call it....marriage. I'm sure most know it as 'Milkman Syndrome'. Born on the same day but given to the woman by two different donors?
Sir Riddler, could these five
Good gracious that was quick!
Trackeh..
Track-
#4b5160
I wish I could say something
So this is just a shameless tracking post.
Tracking to see if
Zelig: Hrm.. I will put
By the sounds of it, it certainly can't be that easy...
(No subject)
Zelig: -yelps and cowars
I think I'll leave this to the more learned folk...
Thank you Sir Riddler, you
Go unread, your words do not.
The Puppeteer is tracking ;3
Is the answer: C and T?
Contact me please, I has question.
Zelig: Ah, I might know this
They were part of a trio- the thrird either passed, or was a girl. So they are two identical boys, born on the same day but /not/ twins because they are in fact triplets?
"Ah, Silent, I must have come
"By the way, I admit I'm no wordsmith myself, but I would enjoy matching wits with you sometime soon... and before I forget, thanks for the dance."
(Ah, lol yeah that was my Mar Sart who danced with you and that fawn earlier today. 83 Though I hated having to leave so soon; got called off the computer for dinner, then had to see and write a report about a play. |'D)
"Rude? Haha, I have no
Matching wits? Ah, but I am always for a competition of the mind! Let us partake in such in the near future.
...is it so obvious that my dance skills lack? Haha."
"He is gone, he is gone. And
Around and around and around and around... and around. Endless Circle. Endless Forest. Endless Mirth. Endless Sorrow. Seems that way, doesn't it? Riddler, Riddler, say me a rhyme, that I might get back to you in my own time. Time..."
[Above reason is why Rev charged you and a few other deer last night. You'll have to forgive him, he's not entirely in his right mind.]
and my friends are my strength."
Clever riddler thou art
Hello Silence, the master of
tracking *doesn't get the
*doesn't get the previous riddle* x.x;