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What number am I?

#3:

I’m fragile as glass, yet strong as steel,

A silent contract, a bond that’s real.

A bridge between hearts that's light as air,

I’m delicate, only earned with care,

Broken by betrayal, but built on hope,

To maintain the balance of a tightrope.

What am I?

#4:

I’m the darkness that creeps deep inside,

A whispered idea that leads you to hide.

In shadows, I lurk, ever growing in size,

Like an unseen specter that could be your demise.

I thrive in uncertainty, fed by the unknown,

Give me access, and you’ll be my home.

What am I?

#5:

In the tapestry of time, I weave my thread.

A destiny unseen, where paths are spread.

Written in the stars, in every twist and turn,

A cosmic dance, a lesson to learn.

I’m the puppeteer of life’s grand play.

Threads of chance in an intricate display.

A script unwritten, a course unknown,

Yet in my hands, all destinies are sown.

What am I?

Using only these five answers, decide on a two-word passcode to enter the camp.

My eyes flash back up to his, none of the words on the page registering. For a brief moment, doubt creeps in, and I wonder if I’m going to be able to make it here against wolves who have been planning, training, and learning to lead pack their entire lives.

“Mind if I look at it? I do better when I can see the words,” he asks, extending his hand in a silent request.

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