Daily Riddle — Jul 9, 2026
Tides of bodies lie in my wake, I raze their psyche until they break. Children have sung of my destruction and death, I laugh as they take their last dying breath. With potions and flowers they tried to stop my killing spree, but I continued to kill with bountiful glee.
Think you have it? The answer is below.
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Answer: The plague / Black Death ('Ring Around the Rosie' — the sung destruction; posies the flowers)
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