Answer:
Although I am still, in families I run. I continue to live on in a living one. As one continues to draw breath, I will not rust. However, when one stops drawing breath, I will become mere dust. What am I?
The more you have me the less you see. Shine a light on me and I shall flee.
The more you have me, the less you see. Shine a light on me and I flee. What am I?
Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.