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An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is in 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.
You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die. Until you call me again.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.