Cloaked in bridal white, I glide upon the mirror's face. My silence is a song, my neck a question's trace. I am often the subject of legends told, of transformation or of beauty brave and bold. What am I?

my name is a ballroom dance, with jazzy band usually behind it, if you follow the tempo, it goes from slow to quick, with a swingy trend. the first three refer to, a quick an sly animal, whose fur can by red like a blaze. the last four refer, to a horses nature, as it jogs via the Westerly name. which means the same as in the East. back to the first when you combine them, has its origin, back in the ragtimes of old.

The first word is only three letters, but the definition is always questionable. Some wonder if life imitates it or does it imitate life? The second word is four letters long defined as a thing that is proven or known to be true. I will be in the middle of these two words and make a word that means a man-made object, tool or relic.

My first five refer to a group of those famously persecuted in New Orleans My last three can lift more than ten times their own weight Altogether, we’re a legally or morally binding agreement

I share my name with a capital city; You’ll think my red color is fiery and pretty; I was born in the remnants of a Life u sending; I’m not really real, but what’s wrong with pretending?