Answer:
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
High born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
Though blind as well, can lead the blind well.
Do what he says and you'll be fine, don't and you lose the game.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?