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A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
I always follow my brother but you cannot see me, only him. You cannot hear him but you can hear me. What are we?
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?