Answer:
I fly away as soon as you set me loose. People around you may slowly move away once they sense my presence.
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
I hatch without food
I am a tool for fairies.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.