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The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape from my crystal cage.
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard.
It is the great nemesis of the lactose intolerant.
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is in arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows My last will put an end to it all.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?