FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11and once I secured that, the "what"s and "who"s would not mean a thing. Secluded and removed from my past and any strings attached, I'd exist in bliss -- incredulous, arrogant bli
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12a zephyr out of the west, which gently nudged the little rain cloud. The plants below felt the patter of its drizzly teardrops. The big ol' sun sent new rays to warm them.
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22the job. This had gone on long enough! Once inside, she completely unraveled & within minutes it was finished. Latex carnage everywhere. It was the end of Sophie 's yarn.
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10"So," I said to my date over dinner, "tell my your opinion on betrayal." She dropped the spoon into her soup. "Ha! Who are you working for? Russia? Korea? Not the French, surely?
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10One of Frank's arms didn't work as well as the other as it had come from the left arm of famous pitcher Roger "Righty" Rolfenstein and was sewn on crooked. Beth still prattled on