FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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looked very uncomfortable as he stood jingling the change in his pocket but repeated, "I'm sorry the coupon was for last month's special. Now I could be persuaded...," he coyingly -
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worn by generations of wandering folk. He picked up the rose, and its withered golden petals flew and scintillated on the dusk's wind, like the souls of all his roaming ancestors. -
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qualms about affiliations. So what if he liked a Sarnath Sarnie now and then? So what if Newcastle tasted too sweet, considering the horrific incident? Unsettled? Well, settled. -
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But he didn't and night fall found him back at his corner again flaunting his candy for the sugar daddies. He caught an occasional bored Socialite but it was mostly their husbands. -
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d throughout the stony labyrinth in which I now found myself trapped. Around which corner would I find the Minotaur? Rumor had it that some of these mazes were infinite. A chill