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Sort of.... but not quite.

Close, but no cigar.

Add those two together, there, and that's pretty much it ;)

well a hollow tree trunk.

I meant tree as a general answer as to how it transformed throughout the riddle. :P

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tunnel tree?

the tunnel to the underworld?

tree of life?

A tree tunnel? like dis?

Nopeee.
well a hollow tree trunk.

I meant tree as a general answer as to how it transformed throughout the riddle. :P

Yeah :)

The wording of the riddle implies that it was a tree in the past, so I had to press for more :)

YOUR TURRRRN.

You're a genius :o
Not really. This is nowhere near as hard as some of my other ones ;)

Ehehehehehehehe.

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The wording of the riddle implies that it was a tree in the past, so I had to press for more :)

Well hollow tree trunk was what I was really thinking to begin with, just wasn't sure what you'd expect as an answer.

Not really. This is nowhere near as hard as some of my other ones ;)

Bah and here I thought I was clever. But challenge accepted!

Anyway, I'm not much of a riddlemaker unless I have time to ponder, I'll pass my turn on this time, might think up some for the future.

If anyone has a riddle ready please post it.

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Ehehehehehe. Right, let's have something a bit more interesting, shall we? :3 (it's a rather long one this time, sorry :P )

I am shrouded in darkness and fog,

And forever I await in shadow and smog;

I endure unnoticed and o'erlooked at

Beginning and end, but you know all that.

When at last the Sun ceases to rise beyond

Tired eyes, you'll find me as a clear cool pond;

Soothing, easing, calming, 'till no voice

Of calm assertion will alter your final choice.

Choice I may be, but yet not always a free

Decision, as mind's malleable tree

Grows according to the influence of the grove;

The choice of one may infect all but love.

My power is no more than an illusory spell;

Those that wield me as power so fell

Do not yet know that I am merely their own

Savage might, living alone in a town

Of empty buildings, reaching for the sky.

Within such a home I wait and grow

From small seed of ember and snow

To great inferno and blizzard of fire

And ice, like one sung by bard on lyre.

What am I?

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Is it death this time?
Nope xD
Oh come now, I would not be so obvious :P
are you some sort of plant or vine?

no wait a tree

Nope :)
OOOHHHH! OH! Ohohohoh is it space? It is space, isn't it?

Sorry, nope :D

Hint: It is essential.

(yes, I'm afraid even my hints are infuriatingly cryptic)

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