FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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for life. My main concerns are germs and bears. Minor concerns include potholes, undercooked spare ribs, mayonnaise, paper cuts, wasps, dogs licking my ears, over long skirts and -
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nished with a fleeting modicum of enjoyment before my tentacular acquaintance squeaked the final invocation that would collapse all existence. I mustered my sympathy and said, -
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To the weather vane to act as a conduit burnt offering. Blood given, blood owed: that was the covenant. The iron vane burned Turgo's face where it touched him. His eyes were wild. -
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he found exactly what he was looking for. The name stared back to him from the store across the narrow street. "Olivander's wands," read a creaky sign. He had found it. -
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him again, what with all that had transpired. But literally seconds later, his head popped back up & he was holding an armful of Chips Ahoy cookies "For everyone!" he shouted. YAY!