I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low, and will stomp on you if you get in my way. What am I?
Answer: Mario
We are little brethren twain, arbiters of loss and gain; man to our counters run, some are made, and some undone; but men find it, to their cost, few are made, but numbers lost; though we play them tricks for ever, yet they always hope our favor.
See answerI can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?
See answerSelect a pack of riddles and try to solve it in an interesting way.
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