Question: With smooth and slender hands she guards the great invention. The wind rushes around her while the stream is still, and somehow she keeps a rhythum to it all. The bugs sing their constant chirp, the sun and moon have their dance, and yet she will never leave her duty. What is she and what is she guarding?
Question: I am used very often to get away from my ememy.These colors make me happy when they help me.Try to find me but you can not even try.what am I?