FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10The first acorn became a lovely Oak Tree of Wisdom. The second a modest Willow of Learning. But the third Acorn of Witchery became a gnarled black Bramble of Buggery. The travelers
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11he descended the gangway & resolutely entered the customs station. "I am bringing this suitcase of mine in on a citizen's arrest!" he announced dramatically, "It contains heroine!"
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20But then, what was the purpose of my life? If I was simply a machine, controlled by someone with the remote, whence came my sense of autonomy? I puzzled over this question while
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10I looked down. -ETA?-. I typed -Can't text. Driving.- I looked up just before impacting an oak tree at 65 mph. I had neither a seatbelt nor a windshield but a large gust of wind
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10Much better than that last failed attempt. This one was structured, ordered. No more chaos, no more random junk. Happily, he turned to the old one, and said "let there be dark!"