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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-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard. Amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
Those with eyes bigger than their stomach will definitely leave the restaurant with one of them. It is named after a house pet as well.