FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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35If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out
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15message of hope, an epitome of the clarity that follows a season of weathering - like Mum told me I was purposed to be. "We all carry a bit of dirt in our lives, Mudd," she told me
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10spraying the walls with romesco sauce. "Hey those nuts were expensive!" It took the kitchen staff all evening to clean up the place. What a fiasco, but ah, it's in the pasta.
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11bedside table, damaging it almost beyond repair. Atlas took a moment and then set to work, repairing it. The boulder really did do a number on it. He lost
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11the nuns smiled at Jim's face and his distrust for the darkness and silence unfold. The nuns then whispered, in unison:...