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“Since you both don’t have an answer, we’ll skip the question. Just for the case of learning, the answer is: 365 days. 365.25 if you count the leap year.” Shit! I definitely knew that. “What has keys, but no locks; space, but no room; and you can enter, but never leave?” A riddle? I used to be so good at riddles, and I swear… I know this one. “A keyboard. Phone, laptop, or computer keyboard.” My opponent blunts out. I snap my head towards the digital LED screen, freezing in suspense, and for a moment, I hold my breath. “Correct! Congratulation Mr. Bald Man. You can now choose a weapon.”

“At this station, we only have riddles for the players.” “Okay, bring it on,” Jayden said, excited. “Here’s the riddle: Two ducks are in front of a duck, two ducks are behind a duck, and one duck is in the middle. How many ducks are there?” Jayden stood there, stunned. “What…” “Here,” the assistant said, handing him a card with the riddle written on it. “You have three tries, or you can ask for help.” “No, I can figure it out,” Jayden said, pouting slightly as he tried to solve the riddle. “Um… three?”

Hopefully, whatever riddle it chose for us, would be something we could answer. Since I knew Luka hadn’t decided on the riddles himself, we were flying blind here. Mentally I crossed my fingers, hoping that it wouldn’t be difficult. Since I was taking the lead on this, I stepped forward to activate the dungeon. “Welcome new challengers. Answer me this riddle and you will be rewarded.” A deep male voice spoke as the Sphinx came forward, with its wings pulled back, tucked against its large body. “I have keys, but no locks, what am I?”

"It says, 'Dearest Alyssa - I always told you that one day I'd capture the stars for you. As my final gift to you, I've made good on that promise. This is but a piece of my treasure, but I've left you clues for all the rest. Remember that I'll always love you. The greatest adventure of my life was loving you.' " Jackson grabbed one of the rolled up bits of paper and tore off the string. Inside, he once again found Rinaldi's scrawl - and another rhyming verse that made him cringe. "It's another riddle," he said. "There are nine of them," Charlotte said. "Does that mean there are nine more pieces of his fortune to find?" "Possibly." Together, they tore open the rest of the tiny scrolls. They a

the Wizard said as the pack member was finally in his normal state. "What is a ridderack?" Carl asked. "An ancient beast which only has one motive; to kill anything at his sight" the Wizard explained. "That means if we do not stop others now, they will eventually wipe out the packs" Leo said. "To stop a ridderack is very easy but, to stop a group of ridderack is a very complex situation which would demand . No one has ever casted that spell before" the wizard explained. "But the witches casted the spell that brought them back to life" Levi said. The Wizard stared at him once more and nodded disapprovingly.

he asked. Mr. Rogers Sr. looked at him with a sneer. "You'd better come back and sit down so we can still pretend to be friends and brothers. Don't say that I didn't warn you." As he finished speaking, his bodyguards immediately drew their weapons and looked menacingly at the Riddles. Mr. Riddle Sr. looked at the vicious-looking Mr. Rogers Sr. and spelled out his words. "What goes around comes around. Aren't you afraid of karma?"

He bent and lifted the petal,then fisted it and grinned. He really shouldn't do that. "You really shouldn't do that,"I told him. He ignored me and wrote his answer on the wall. I edged closer to see what it was. "Leaves?! The answer's LEAVES?" I exclaimed and push him on the shoulder.He doesn't move an inch. Strong bastard. Now the right third turns silver and the second riddle fades away.One more to go. "A word you know,six letter it contains,remove one letter and twelve remain"

A lame one at that! But what could they expect from a toddler after all??? Most likely, she had a misconception about the difference between riddles and jokes. It was only at this time that the group finally realized what the common trait shared by the chosen guardians was. [ By now it is confirmed, all guardians are weird and most likely, that's part of their job description.] "Alright, no need to worry. I still have another riddle... Hmm... How about this... There was once a big cat that loved flowers so much he became one. What is his name????"

I don't need to look to know that time is running out. Every wrong answer intensifies the cold. I can't feel my legs again. My eyes burn, yet I force them open. I have to get it right. It takes me over a hundred guesses to get it right. "The Moon goddess." Another riddle appears, more twisted than the first. The more you feed me, the stronger I grow. The more you fight me, the less you know. I rule the beast, I break the man. Name me if you can. Now, this is getting tougher. The snow slowly morphs into a blizzard, leaving me a shivering mess.

“Chosen One, to claim your path, you must answer my riddle: ‘In the still of the night, I hold the key, Whispers of truth, just listen to me. I fly without wings, I cry without eyes, Whenever I go, darkness flies. What am I?’” Damien furrowed his brow, the riddle echoing in his mind. The others watched, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and concern. “It’s a tough one,” Claud murmured. “Take your time.” Damien thought about it, pacing slowly. He recalled the way the night felt, the mysteries it held. “It’s…” he began, uncertainty clouding his mind. “Could it be… a star?”