A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.

A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.

Other Difficult Riddles

The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.

View Answer

What can be filled with empty hands?

View Answer

What wears a coat in the winter and pants in the summer?

View Answer

I never was but always will be. No one ever saw me but everyone knows I exist. I give people the motivation to better themselves every day. What am I?

View Answer

What get wet while drying

View Answer

Riddle of the Day

Mar 17, 2026

If it’s information you seek, come and see me. If it’s pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?

👀 Reveal Answer