Answer:
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
What flies without wings?
What is often returned, but never borrowed/
What can go through glass without breaking it?
You can always see it, but it's too far away to touch. Mountains rest on it, and at sea it surrounds you. What is it?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?