Answer:
They live only in stories, taller than three storeys.
What divides by uniting and by dividing?
Lifeless eyes on my smiling face and watch your child's sleeping place. In their dreams they hold me tight. Who am I?
The epic tale of two women battling over a sparkly pair of shoes.
A locked sphere without hinges or key. Break me open and golden treasures you'll see
Before I grow I'm small. When I'm old I grow tall. When I die I give a mighty fall.