Tamriel Data:Riddles, Good with Mead
Book Information Riddles, Good with Mead |
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Presented herein are all manner of riddles, to enjoy with friends on a cold night.
I touch your feet
And Hoaga's mouth
I spawn unruled
At Drajkmyr's Hold
To most I'm nothing, but for a bird
I hide a hoard of mites and worms
I lurk and I prowl
Neither squeak nor howl
Quiet like the snow
My face don't know
But my flesh still rips
Under a Nord's grip
I roll over tongues
Light fires in bellies
Make the world roil
'Til Men greet the ground
My comp'ny brings sleep
Though sought by the gods
I can be heavy or light
Be sorrowful or happy
Surrounded by strings, unshackled
Locked in humid cages, untameable
Quick to escape I fly the wind
I grow and spread unbound by walls