Just imagine them in your hands... Or step on them and hurt yourself, your choice
Just imagine them in your hands... Or step on them and hurt yourself, your choice
Okay then let's hear some theories.
Theory 1: Turn the plank into a door, the glass into a window and light up the room with the flashlight.
Reasoning: You're technically no longer in a dark room with no windows or doors.
We could slit our throats with the piece of glass... but I'm guessing since that doesn't involve the flashlight or the wooden plank, that's not what TGK had in mind.
Don't worry, darling, he's just joking around.
He would trip and get stuck before reaching you, anyway.
Honestly the problem is way too vague for the answer to be anything but "stop imagining you're there." If the answer isn't that, we don't have enough detail to properly decide upon which other possible answer is the one TGK is looking for.
Maybe the only one around here that actually needs a hug is you, Doll-Face.
Careful though. You're soft, and the blades around my stomach certainly are not.
They are very sharp, yes. The threat was uncharacteristically blunt, though.
No one appreciates my dark sense of humor :'(
Thirty white horses on a red hill. First they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still. What are they?
Keeper of Night gets it right!
Well, one of you will have to be frozen. My dearest apologies.
Yani freezes Keeper of Night and Jabberwock! Both of them are frozen!
Rolled the die to determine which of the conflicting results would be correct. Jabber's won out, so you got the deep freeze. You can't submit, but you can help.First of all:
That rhymes.
Second of all:
Not sure you know how many "one" is, but it certainly isn't two. So now neither one of us can submit?
Nasty hobbitses, confusing us with their riddles, precious.
Nasty hobbitses, confusing us with their riddles, precious.