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A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
When the horse strokes the cat, the wood begins to sing.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
I weaken all men for hours each day. I show you strange visions while you are away. I take you by night, by day take you back. None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?