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Preview of the Next Chapter of All-American Girl · 7:05pm Mar 8th, 2013

Chapter Seven rewrite, with some old and some new and of course...the riddles.


“No riddles, Discord!” Luna leapt to her feet. “I am in no mood for games.”

A displeased look crossed the draconequus’ face. “My station is done now. I was once Chaos; now I am merely Discord. And for my friendship with your mother, I will be the paper on which the news was delivered by some other being to pass to you. Even I have highers that I must answer to, in the end,” he replied. “The riddles are these. Maestro, please!” A lute suddenly appeared in the air before him and strummed itself as he canted:

“These riddles are older than time itself,
In some place they sat upon a shelf –
Perhaps in a vault guarded by an elf.”

“That’s the riddle?” Luna asked. “That makes no sense!”

“No, that’s not a riddle, that’s me warming up to the performance,” Discord said, placing a gentle paw on his chest. “And if that riddle perplexes you, then perhaps these other ones will completely stump you – and I hope for the worlds’ sakes, they do not.” The lute began to play once more and he continued:

“Two out of three, contest near goal
Advantage to design and sol
And now the third she wants unwhole
The choice for her’s to end the game
Or else fortunes will end the same.

“The first game started by hubris humbled
The results caused a realm that stumbled
All sides lost, bright vic’try crumbled
That game is done, the next set come
Entropy wants this last undone

“This was ordained ere ‘fore your birth
Two tulpars have proven their worth
Anarchy’s key is of the earth
And if it lets success be sworn
Reason shall have a wing and horn.”

“What does any of that mean?”

The draconequus looked as if straining to come up with some discombobulated answer, but instead shook his head and replied with, “I don’t know. If I had the answer, I would serve a different place in this Game. But The Rules made me what I was, what I am and what I will be.”

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Comments ( 4 )

Ahh, the ever elusive riddles.

Does this mean the most heavily edited second verse,
"

A clarion calls, a herald brings
New futures not unlike a spring –
But entropy comes ‘pon dark wing.

"
is no longer applicable?

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It's not actively part of the riddles, but it still does apply. At the request of several people I simplified the riddles to make them easier to solve. Maybe. :trollestia:

Oh, we'll thanks! Maybe now I'll make some actual progress with them.

Chess games are hard. My dad, is like, the best ever, but he is a gloating winner...

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