FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But when the pain subsided, Turgo admired the mark made across his face. A scar in the shape of a running horse was on his cheek and the letter W appeared upon his forehead. -
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noticing that their was a dark hollowness in their eyes. A smile was plastered on to an empty soul. Each movement seemed almost robotic. As if they had all life sucked from them. -
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air and felt the streams of the current rippling against my body. I swam in the air, back stroking, spiralling up a thermal until I could see him far below me looking up at me, a -
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n. Homo-sapien." The other cavemen laughed & pointed. "HOMO sapien!" they taunted. Zood's rainbow colored spear was a dead giveaway. "Neanderthals! All of them!" Zood decided. Evol -
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confused, talking voles? Mute clairvoyants? Silent tears? Then I understood:This world with its golden spotlight & starstreaked midnight curtain is a stage, and we are the players.