I see the old thread got necromiced, but I looked through it and nobody solved my riddle from the fourth page. So you all know how this works; the person who gets it, posts the next riddle, and so on.
Quote:
I was wed a century ago,
to my partner who was here before.
She flies, she slips away, she flows.
But me, through her, I merely grow.
to my partner who was here before.
She flies, she slips away, she flows.
But me, through her, I merely grow.