Answer:
It can be clear like water, but it burns like fire.
A twiggy home
In your fire you hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I'm a small ring shaped fried cake, often with bavarian cream or fruit filling, and sometimes covered in icing and sprinkles.
Sheets of paper that tell new stories each day.
What flies without wings?