FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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15message of hope, an epitome of the clarity that follows a season of weathering - like Mum told me I was purposed to be. "We all carry a bit of dirt in our lives, Mudd," she told me
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10It was like some sort of sadistic ritual to bring the dead fishies back to life! Elliott grew pale. What kind of sick person would do such a thing? That poor librarian, Mrs. Fitz,
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11"Did we..." "Yes," she said. "How was I?" he asked. She handed him her pleasure map. "You missed all the X's, but it was good for me, 'Long John'." His ex was into pirate role play
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11"Siri, can you find me a Thai restaurant around here?" "Get bent! What am I? Your mother? Can't you read a map? "
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10through the townhouse wall into Jenna's unit. At that moment, Jenna had been praying for a miracle to save her from a lifetime of loneliness. Was Tad the answer to her entreaties?