Answer:
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
What is something you can give away as many times you want without ever losing it?
Of these everyone has ten, part of two wholes at the arms end. What are they?
What type of dress can never be worn?
Not my sister nor my brother but still the child of my mother and father. Who am I?
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.