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A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, try to keep it, and it'll vanish in an hour.
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find.
He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?