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

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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

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

Raven

#182
Not rain.
Here's some help:


Different things am I, but all the same.
All carry this one name.
Some seen, some felt, some heard,
All encompassed by this word.

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

Philosoraptor

Vincit qui se vincit.

Raven

Not water, though through it move.
Not air, though travel there too.
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

Sound? (I realize in retrospect that it's definitely not this, but at the moment, I'm stumped for anything else.)
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

You're close, and this one has been up for quite a while.
The answer is "a wave" or "waves." Light, sound, water, etc.
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

Flat as a leaf
Round as a ring
Has two eyes
Can't see a thing
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

I'll make two guesses.

1. A coin: the face has eyes, it's flat, and it's round.

2. A button. Flat, round, and has holes for "eyes."
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

I liked that one, Coir.


Here's my next riddle:


They are the pride of the field.
If left in peace they fall.
They are the pride of the wall.
And see many an old hall.
Weapon in wild and handle in hold,
the tool of a champion brave and bold.
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

Of bone am grown
Of bone reborn
Of bone am never grown alone.
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

Flesh? Or leather? (I'm stumped right now, and those probably aren't good answers.)
The wind blows, for good or ill, and I must follow.

Raven

Of me they make a chandelier
By me they hold the knife so near
They count my points to show their pride.
And hang me on the wall-side.
I thought I saw a unicorn on the way here, but it was just a horse with one of the horns broken off.