By nature and by name, the Wordle Friends are not enemies.  They do not sabotage, mislead, or wish ill on one another.  And yet as they solve the puzzle each day, beneath the turning of gears can be heard the clashing of swords.  But against whom does the Wordle Friend scrimmage?  Come now, need I say it?  The answer rests already upon your tongue.  It is himself.

As a host of Wordle With Friends, solving puzzles isn't so much your hobby as it is your civic duty, thus the Wordle Friends remain steadfast, allegiant, and patriotic in their dedication to maintain the streak.

Late on an early spring Sunday the Wordle Friends may be unpunctual, but they remain as sesquipedalian as ever, and so the game weathers on.

On Sabbath Day the Worlde Friends find no repose, for they must decipher, for they must uncode, for they must elucidate, and et cetera, and et cetera...

The Wordle Friends, in the simple act of solving a word puzzle, demolish a hegemony and establish an isocracy.

In a narrowing lacuna, the Wordle Friends undergo a volte-face of energies, as heroes become villains and vice versa.

The Wordle Freinds learn that serenity and nonchalance may be the keys to the chains that bind them.

After improbability rears its abominable head, the Wordle Friends are beseiged by chaos. 

Having sprung forward, the Wordle Friends are mazed and splenetic but must attempt to solve the puzzle regardless.