I'm spilled by rats With the right ones, you may reach the clouds very soon I'm a silly British man that goes around in a yellow Mini Cooper Hannibal ate a type of me along with a man's liver

It is a Winter Olympics event. It is a key that will open many doors. You and your cat or dog each have one.

I’m not a flame, but I set the sky on fire. I’m not a curtain, but I close the day. What am I?

My first two is the name for a circle's fundamental ratio, my last two are the symbol for an element, used to make signs stand out at night. Together, I'm a synonym for yearn.

Whispered oaths in dark, Bound by shadows' tight embrace, Sealed with mystic ties.