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What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
What can you fold but not crease?
What zips through the sky with a tail of fire and dust. It could be an omen, its origin to discuss?
When set loose I fly away. Never so cursed as when I go astray.
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is an arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows. My last will put an end to it all.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?