I'm the whisper on the pages, my tales never fade, Crafted from letters, my magic is made. In libraries and on lips, I'm the what and the how, Heck, I'm the thing you're trying to guess right now.

I'm on skin. I'm with your name. I help track fauna. I'm a children's game.

Melodic wood with six metallic whispers, strum the heartstrings with a rhythmic embrace, serenading souls with each pluck and caress.

When you make pasta, and dont want sauce to slide, use this shape, for a satisfying bite.

I can be a type of shot in pool or the edge of a river where you can stay cool. I’m a better place than a mattress to store your money or what a movie might make if it is epically funny.