there are many words that rhyme with me. my letters are more than three. i am used to voyage a homonym of C.

Fill the blank: Whether smashed or snapped, it has no worth; These objects have gone past rebirth. There's only one true description that can be spoken - These objects are merely nothing but BLANK.

I can only go forward or backward, when liberated from my tracks. What am I?

In winter's chill, I breathe sun upon the icy air, banishing shivers with my invisible embrace, a silent guardian of winter.

I may be small, I may be tall, I live where raindrops barely fall. I hold my water, spines like lace, a prickly plant that owns its space.