Riddle: As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
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Riddle: An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
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Riddle: I warm you on cold nights, I’m made of wood or stone, but I’m not a home. What am I?
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