Answer:
There are two bodies on the floor. They are surrounded by water and broken glass. How did they die?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
The warmer I am the fresher I am.