Answer:
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?
The more you have me the less you see. Shine a light on me and I shall flee.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I need to be taken before you can have me. What am I?
Where do fish keep their money?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.