Answer:
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a ladyβs delight.
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken. What am I?
I have a lot to say but can't be heard because I can't speak one single word. What am I?
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
I regularly change shape yet remain a sphere. I am always there but not often seen. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.