Conquest of Camelot Riddles

Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin, Light enough to caress the sky, Hard enough to crack rocks.

Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.

When I am filled I can point the way, When I am empty Nothing moves me, I have two skins One without and one within.

If a man carried my burden he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.

My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick fat, I am slow wind is my foe.

To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand, but a key that only I will understand.

Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack.

If you break me I do not stop working, if you touch me I may be snared, if you lose me nothing will matter.

I turn around once, what is out will not get in. I turn around again, what is in will not get out

I am only useful when I am full, yet I am always full of holes.

You can see nothing else when you look in my face, I will look you in the eye and I will never lie.

I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free.

Glittering points that downward thrust, sparkling spears that never rust.

When set loose I fly away, never so cursed as when I go astray.

When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever.

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I lick will soon turn red.

Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run, yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.

Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder.

You heard me before, yet you hear me again, then I die, 'til you call me again.

Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.

Until I am measured I am not known, yet how you miss me when I have flown.

All about, but cannot be seen, can be captured, cannot be held, no throat, but can be heard.

I am seen in the water if seen in the sky, I am in the rainbow, a jay's feather, and lapis lazuli.

I go around in circles but always straight ahead, never complain no matter where I am led.

At the sound of me, men may dream or stamp their feet at the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep.

You can help keep The Sierra Help Pages alive by helping to defray some of the costs of hosting this site. If it has been of help to you, please consider contributing to help keep it online.
Thank you.

Top