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The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
Part carbon, part water, I am poison to the fishes. Many falsely claim my name, I am the pause that refreshes. What am I?
What can be as big as an elephant but weighs nothing?
I reach for the sky, but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave, but I am always around. What am I?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?