Strike two stones or cross two wires, and I may wake a sleeping fire.

phelps buble keaton caine douglas j. fox crichton bay fassbender jackson jordan tyson my name is...?

Blue, pink, imperial orange, though pure I have no color at all. Hard silicate ingeniously, or igneously layered, lead to my vitreous shine. It is thought my name comes from a word in Sanskrit that is a homonym for a small savory Spanish appetizer.

From deepesr night to brightest day i outshine all light with ease. But however you search high or low i cant be found except witgin the soul. What am i?

It is said every rose bears these, Hidden like secrets beneath velvet leaves. They guard the blooms that hearts adore, Whispering the price that beauty bore. Their pointed kiss may leave a scar, A fleeting reminder of how fragile we are. For beauty and sorrow walk entwined, And even fairiest roses draw blood with time.