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Searing 'cross the pitchยญ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
He stands beside the road. In a purple cap at tattered green cloak. Those who touch him, curse him.
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.
Metal or bone I may be, many teeth I have and always bared. Yet my bite harms no one. And ladies delight in my touch.
You can read it both ways, I wearอพ One way it's a number, reversed a snare.
What sphinxes employ and players enjoy.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?