Postby Topaz » Sun Oct 28, 2018 11:33 pm
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Sugary sweetness! Smacking of lips!
Taste temptation! Treats for all!
Crunchy! Creamy! Cravings abounding!
Young and old yell for me! Yum, yum, yum!
2
I am found in a field with flying foe,
where stalking fear stretches forth hands.
A curse like a cloud covers the remains
of restless battle. Their remnant am I.
3
My first is in jagged but not in ripped.
My second is in cat but not in dog.
My third is in cart but not in van.
What am I?
4
I fill a flagon with flavor's delight,
summer's sweetness, singer's refreshment,
from fruits that flourish in far-off groves.
No mind is made by me bewildered,
nor tongue entangled. Tell now my name.
5
In hidden hands I hold my secrets,
clever, crafty, quiet by nature.
No latch is lifted, nor leave granted,
until I enter. Answer my name.
6
In shape of Sunrifter sweetly I flourished;
then blade disemboweled me. Brutally crushed,
my body beaten, I bless the hungry
and comfort the cold. Now call my name.
7
I am spoils of a battle blind-fought in darkness,
under an artifact ancient and deadly.
Delve into danger, and dare to find
my sole remains, and speak my name.
8
Ornament am I, elegant, fair,
of fine filaments formed and woven,
found on a foe defeated in battle,
but still am strong. Now speak my name.
9
I am a wondrous wight, well-known in Valorn,
seen in shadow, showing the way
through paths and trails to treasure's finding.
I shine in a shield-hand. Say who I am.
10
Decay and carrion creep abroad
in the sinister sand. A stench arises
from gruesome graves. In grim battle
I am cut from a corpse. Call out my name.