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I hide in a dark tunnel awaiting my time. I can only be released by pulling back. Once released I may do unstoppable damage.
What language does a billboard speak?
The thunder comes before the lightning, which comes before the cloud. The rain dries all the land it touches, wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud. What am I?
It's red liquid but not liquid and it's not red. What is it?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
I stay where I am when I go off. What am I?