Answer:
I know a word of letters three. Add two, and fewer there will be!
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
There are millions of me. I am very small but when moving fast I am deadly.
A circle of stones, never in rows. Stacked one on the other, mystery it sows. What is it?
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?