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Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
My first is twice in apple but not once in tart. My second is in liver but not in heart. My third is in giant and also in ghost. Whole Iām best when I am roast.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.