I rise above the ground to watch the land, sometimes I hold a clock, sometimes a bell’s command. In stories, a princess may wait inside my wall, stone and shadow standing tall.

I'm a fruit that's lived on for ages. I'm picked from a tree - but avoid my sap, or I'll irritate for free. Wasps used to lay eggs in me, that's how I got fertile. Now commercialization has changed that - unless you eat from the wild.

When borne by the King, I'd sparkle with stones, Worn too by the Dragon, In a bright golden tone, I clung to the Angels, and devils indeed, Like 'Evil' incarnate, atop silver steed

I heal you, yet restrict half your sight. some others use me to see in low light. iconic part of a costume that intends no fright. my most common color is black like the night.

My skeleton keeps my shape. He helps keep me afloat. I used to cross enemy lines, but now I catch minds. You might think I'm my bouncy cousin, but I'm more like the stronger version.