This riddle is really a poem i once read as a kid, now retold. It is not a tough one, hope you have fun with it. (PS Give my cookie game a chance - see forum topic "cookie break")
It is in truth a strange, ungainly run
Transformed into breathtaking flight
To confront an invisible mountain in its imposing might
The glass whip bends but is not broken in the sun
Takes me to the top of my strength, then takes me beyond
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This riddle is really a poem i once read as a kid, now retold. It is not a tough one, hope you have fun with it. (PS Give my cookie game a chance - see forum topic "cookie break")
It is in truth a strange, ungainly run
Transformed into breathtaking flight
To confront an invisible mountain in its imposing might
The glass whip bends but is not broken in the sun
Takes me to the top of my strength, then takes me beyond
You can only stare, you do not make a sound
Isn’t it so strange I should answer this call
But it’s worth it all despite the endless fall
You will have to scream, it’s too much to bear
When you see me flying through defeated air
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