Find me in caves Along with my brother Don't mix up our names We're not one another We may both be sharp And hard to recall I'm surely the best And above it all

chase you both near and far; sometimes I outgrow you tall. Angled right, I can be more than one, so long as something shines like the sun.

Double this word to get a boy detective who travels with snow and a drunk sailor

I’m a part of you. Hard to pick off but not impossible. I’m small and skinny. What am I?

I start at the edge, small and humble, yet dreams of royalty dance in my mind. Step by step, I march forward, with the power to transform by journey's end if I can survive the fray.