Answer:
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Alive without breath, As cold as death, Clad in mail never clinking, Never thirsty, ever drinking
This is needed both for courage and hardcover books.
Craig died in Florida. Shortly after, Tracy died at sea. Nobody mourned, In fact, everyone was absolutely delighted. Why?
A man who was outside in the rain without an umbrella or hat didn’t get a single hair on his head wet. Why?
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.