Answer:
What goes around the wood but never goes into the wood?
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
What goes all around the world but never leaves its corner?
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
I never sleep yet sometimes I weep. I can get angry or just be happy. Wherever you go, I will follow. No matter what you do, I will be there. I cannot die. What am I?