I Solved It!
solved the damn riddle! In fact, I think I’ve solved the whole Enigma! To be fair, in the end, it was a “group effort”, because Art — also a Fortress member — was working it as well. We had each solved the first four riddles separately, but both got stuck at the same riddle. Of course, after a day or so of each of us glaring at the same screen with increasing frustration, sitting a mere two feet away from each other, we started talking about it. Heh. When I got the answer to the riddle last night, I blurted it out in gleeful triumph, which led us both to the next riddle, which turned out to be ridiculously easy — largely because Art has had a lot of practice at solving that kind of riddle. He muttered the answers as he flew through solving the riddle like greased lightening, and I recognized where it was leading, and voila! We solved the last riddle together. Now we’re just waiting a response.
This English landlady had a couple of struggling poets for tenants.
When the poor fellows got behind in their rent, and the landlady was unable to have them evicted. Instead, she decided to murder them.
She baked a large scone and put some poison in it, then invited the poets down for tea. She served each of the chaps a cup of tea and half the scone. The poison worked as advertised, but of course crime does not pay, and the awful woman was soon arrested.
Feigning innocence, she demanded to know with what she was being charged.
The police inspector replied: “Well, it seems, madam, that you have killed two bards with one scone!”
And, in honor of (apparently) solving the Pitman Enigma, have a riddle, too:
Moving the lasting.
A chill is in the beginning.
To the beginning of everything.
To the end of times.
Finally, in the middle of nowhere,
To a serpent of the deep.
Answer:
The answer is “Achilles Heel”. It’s solved like so: “A chill” is in the beginning. “E” is the beginning of “everything”. “S” is the end of “times”. “H” is in the middle of “nowhere”. “Eel” is a serpent of the deep. Tricky, huh?
