Answer:
I appear in the morning. But am always there. You can never see me. Though I am everywhere. By night I am gone, though I sometimes never was. Nothing can defeat me. But I am easily gone.
Left to right Iām quite bright. Right to left I might bite.
A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.
What goes up the hill and down the hill, And spite of all, yet stand still?