Answer:
There is one in every corner and two in every room.
I have roots that no one sees and I am taller than trees. Up, up I go, but never do I grow. What am I?
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
I am a tool for fairies.
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?
Dark, feathery, and popular in Baltimore and fantasy books.