FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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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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My Battish improved daily. soon I would be able to communicate with bats everywhere and then balls. One day a stray bat and ball combo clobbered me for learning the secrets of -
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I was reading in Farmer's Digest the other day about some crackpots out there who think they can milk their chickens! I mean, can you imagine?! What idiots!" Ol' Farmer Jones grabb -
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"Unfortunately, we also know what it smells like," agreed Regina, and she flounced out the door, flipping the hair on both of her heads in a saucy manner no man can resist. Herman -
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In retrospect, telling a child to look after something so private probably was a mistake. It would be like asking a fox to look after a chicken coop. Almost immediately I decided