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09-02-2014, 12:29 PM
Midas
Our time here is brief, our risk enormous. Don't waste the one or increase the other, if you please.
Our time here is brief, our risk enormous. Don't waste the one or increase the other, if you please.
He seemed just slightly crestfallen by the ease at which I’d answered his riddle, though like all youth the lad bounced back and was ready for more. His energy made my smile drag higher out of remembrance of another youngling who bore similar brightness; consciousness began shifting through the collection of puzzles I’d been taught – grin momentarily faded as consideration took the length of concentration. Company was eager and didn’t appear overly daunted by my age or abilities – after more than a few heartbeats of thought I finally selected one deemed suitable. A sly smile took control of features, though it wasn’t one of the unkind nature, “Yar, young friend, I have one for ye.”
I spoke slowly, and carefully, “Only one color, but not one size; stuck to the ground, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain; doing no harm, and feeling no pain.” This particular riddle had stumped me as a child, Da had always laughed when I scoffed after puzzling and guessing for many long moments, only to fall on the wrong answer. He’d never share the correct solution, and I’d spend many days pondering on the meaning of his silver crafted words. “What is it?” Ears perked forward, anxious to hear the reply and curious on how this creamy colt would find a solution. After he answered, be it correct or wrong I wanted to share more than just puzzling – this fellow had certainly caught my attention; also I was curious by how he deemed to make all my troubles fall away.
I spoke slowly, and carefully, “Only one color, but not one size; stuck to the ground, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain; doing no harm, and feeling no pain.” This particular riddle had stumped me as a child, Da had always laughed when I scoffed after puzzling and guessing for many long moments, only to fall on the wrong answer. He’d never share the correct solution, and I’d spend many days pondering on the meaning of his silver crafted words. “What is it?” Ears perked forward, anxious to hear the reply and curious on how this creamy colt would find a solution. After he answered, be it correct or wrong I wanted to share more than just puzzling – this fellow had certainly caught my attention; also I was curious by how he deemed to make all my troubles fall away.
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