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A man who was outside in the rain without an umbrella or hat didn’t get a single hair on his head wet. Why?
There is one word that stands the test of time and holds fast to the center of everything. Though everyone will try at least once in their life to move around this word, but in fact, unknowingly, they use it every moment of the day. Young or old, awake or in sleep, human or animal, this word stands fast. It belongs to everyone, to all living things, but no one can master it. The word is?
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand, and a stone in my throat.
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
You can hold it without using your hands or your arms. What is it?
My days are numbered. What am I?