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I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
What looks back but cannot see?
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?