Riddle: With pointed fangs, it sits in wait. With piercing force, it doles out fate. Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might; eternally joining in a single bite. What am I?
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Riddle: The more I consume, the brighter I become. The brighter I become, the shorter my life. What am I?
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Riddle: I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me wherever I go. What am I
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