We are dealt the hand that life provides. My life can be seen as a paradox. I am at the whim of what the player decides. Though I am the most royal male in this box. But I am not the only one. Of fifty-two, four exist. Our skirmishes are for your fun. Face me if you dare. Do you know who this is?

There once was an eye with a glint, It was a brief and golden tint It flared up and went out But a flame then did sprout With a spark that came from a...

Some people like me, some may not. I can be cold, or I can be hot. Maybe I can smell of Lavender. I am not animate, so I may not wander. I can ease your pain. And still you can gain. What am I?

I’m brown and hairy, but not an animal. I’m filled with water, but I never drink.

Light or heavy go to town, Turn to smiles each every frown, Laughter, giggles, thrill, and glee, As one goes up and one goes down