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A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
When it comes in, From sea to shore, Twenty paces you'll see, No less, no more.
At first I am a yellow weed in the lawn, and then the wind blows, and my white feathers are gone. What am I?
What building has the most stories?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.