FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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12a zephyr out of the west, which gently nudged the little rain cloud. The plants below felt the patter of its drizzly teardrops. The big ol' sun sent new rays to warm them.
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10-arium. The stink. The humidity of full-commando underwearless naturalism trapped by the rough fibers of hemp. The Pink Floyd Laser show made me see how gross humanity really
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10the base boards inside his hotel room. He put down his pen and saw magic bean stalks growing out of his shower. He called the front desk. "Looks like you have a Narnia infestation
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11To 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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10ashed in a waning moon's light. "Oh, I forgot to tell you I invited the Moon. She'll be by after she sets." How could God be so thoughtless? "No problem God," I replied.