Answer:
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
What has 13 hearts but none beat?
What looks back but cannot see?
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
Hold the tail, while I fish for you.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?