Poems, stories, and scraps — both new and old. [☆ = best stuff] [CLASSIC = written long ago]
Riddles, most old but some newer. Many used for Dungeons & Dragons in college, some written with help from my brother Rick. I’ve posted answers, but they are guesses (because I didn’t write down the answers). If you have a better guess/answer, let me know.
Here’s another riddle. It’s not fully baked/polished, but it holds together OK. Not sure if my brother Rick helped me with this years ago for Dungeons & Dragons — probably.
Enter guesses as comments.
Indifferent to their fate
Trampled without hate
Though some are eaten first
Their blood will quench a thirst
This riddle was written with help from my brother Rick for playing Dungeons and Dragons with my friends in college. Being full of imagination, I was of course the dungeon master when we played at school. Feel free to enter your answers as comments.
Riddle A
You never want it in a pot
It’s only there when it is not
It changes name when it gets wet
The more you add, the less you get
No good children’s story is complete without involving the reader to solve some problem for the protagonist. One vehicle to accomplish this is to include riddles which, through whatever contrivance, need to be answered for the protagonist to succeed. Here’s a riddle that I was planning to include in the story I mentioned a few days ago that would weave together several of my longer poems into something akin to Alice in Wonderland. Feel free to submit your answers as comments.
That which is, and which reveals.
Closed to the world, though open to a few.
Drawn and shaded, but clearly there.
Look out!