FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13At way. Expect the unexpected, this was my motto. Battish had an interesting alphabet and punctuation. Plus accent marks similar to Vietnamese. I had a notebook ready to practise.
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11To the weather vane to act as a conduit burnt offering. Blood given, blood owed: that was the covenant. The iron vane burned Turgo's face where it touched him. His eyes were wild.
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12Awakening to the noise of water dripping from the leaking stone ceiling, I observed my present environment. The throbbing pain of a bruise upon my temple disoriented my judgement,
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10At 4 am in the morning, the riot police marched up with their ballistic shields and pepper spray cannisters. The mob rushed the line. Walmart had only ten Tickle-Me Elmos.
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14My 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