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Riddle of the day

Riddle of the day:

I am right there,
when sustenance you seek.
My wit honed,
by stone and by steel.

Riddle of the day

Riddle of the day:

In my youth my heart was warm,
I was the light of the party,
but now I'm old
and have grown cold,
my heart has shrunk,
and you should fear my dark embrace.

Riddle of the day

Riddle of the day:

A frozen tear,
sleeping with delight,
when woken,
floods the room.

Riddle of the day

Riddle of the day:

A man and his sister met,
he turned off the light,
they sat in the darkened hush,
waiting for the dawn.

Riddle of the day

Lots of people got yesterday's riddle quickly. Here's today's:

One eyed, the hunter stands,
seeking the swiftest prey.
Colourful his coat,
a warning to the rest.

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