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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-Βlegged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
What is made of wood but can't be sawed?
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
In the land of the green glass door there are riddles but no answers, sheets but no blankets, and books but no words. Name something found in the land of the green glass door.
I can only be played on a windy day