I have locks but no key. I have something that sounds like a curse but is not. A famous one sounds eerie but I am not haunted. Mars has none. You have one in each ear.

Round traveler, always spinning, holding lands, seas, and living beings. In classrooms, I stand still, yet my tales are ever winning.

I rest between giants who never will meet, cradling rivers at their feet. Echoes linger, soft winds roam, a hollowed land that feels like home.

Clinging tight to home, Child of patience and slow growth, Lives, dies, in the dark

A popular Acme product in cartoons. A walled city located on the Gold Coast shores of the Abecean Sea and sits on the edge between Colovia and the Imperial Province. A blacksmith’s companion.