Answer:
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
What can you catch but never throw?
I donβt forget!
I can wake you up in the morning but I require no electricity or winding. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?