SPIRIT P2

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Sam stood in front of four doors. The door on the far left glowed warmly, made of charcoal. It read Ignis. The second was black, like the night sky, with a single gray speck in the center. Solitudinem. Third was made of the strongest metals, clearly unbreakable. Nihil. The final door was a mix of deep purple and black, with a lavender question mark in the middle. Logicae.

Sam reached out to Logicae and stepped inside. The door closed behind him.

Step inside

The door is open wide.

Enter, face your frights.

Each trial will get harder

And honestly I doubt you'll survive.

Your first test is, and I digress,

The one I think is simplest.

Finish and I'll let you rest

For a little bit.

"Who-who are you?" Sam stuttered. The voice was unnerving, flowing, artificially soothing.

A trickster in the night.

My task: to watch you face your frights.

"What's your name?" Sam called out into the darkness.

Hearing you quiver

Clearly in a pickle

I'll explain my strange tonation.

I've only since then spoke in riddles

I hope you like your answer.

Sam saw a desk in front of him. There was a small notebook and a pencil. He thought for a moment, then started writing.

If I'd one question

I would ask "What is your name?"

And wait for answers.

Sam waited. The girl giggled and words appeared on the page.

Witty you are, small man.

At least more than those before.

I comply, green man.

.

I'll tell you my name,

But it must be a puzzle

'Cuz those are the rules.

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First is a bird, blue as day.

Second is common and found 'easily'.

Third and fourth are shouts from a snake,

Fifth is a hot drink, made herbally.

Sixth is a vowel and same as the second.

Last is in 'yours' but not in 'mine'

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Sam thought for a moment, then scribbled down something.

(Whoever can solve the riddle gets a Shoutout! I'm not revealing her name until someone gets it so please participate!)

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