Answer:
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
What zips through the sky with a tail of fire and dust. It could be an omen, its origin to discuss?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?