In a cavern deep, where shadows creep
Where whispers hide and secrets keep
A voice calls out from whence cannot be
Brave travelers, come, if you dare to see.
Step closer now, and speak to me,
Answer my riddles three.
First Riddle:
I am a restless giant, without legs or feet
I dance with the moon, and the sun's heat
I whisper to sailors yet swallow them whole
In my depths, secrets and treasures unroll
I shift in colors, from calm to enraged
A timeless traveler yet never aged
What am I, vast and free,
Stretching beyond what eyes can see?
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Second Riddle:
I stand in silence, yet I divide
A place to enter. A place to hide.
I'm neither wall nor open space,
I guide you through with unseen grace.
I'm often crossed but never moved.
I mark the line of what passed approved.
What am I, that guards the way,
Letting you leave or letting you stay?
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Third Riddle:
I'm spoken softly or shouted loud
Invisible power that makes one proud.
I can heal would or cause great pain,
Bring forth the sun or summon rain.
I'm woven from words, intent, and will,
A fleeting force that bends to skill.
I'm neither seen nor touched, yet real,
What am I, with secrets to conceal?
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False Riddle:
I am the plea of those in pain,
The desperate whisper, the final strain
I'm spoken by those who seek release,
An end to turmoil, a quest for peace.
I linger in shadows, heavy and grim,
A phrase that signal's life's fading dim.
I'm not for joy, but sorrow's cry,
What am I, the darkest sigh?
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