Riddle: They say the eyes are windows to your soul, But yet I had no soul, From time to time I always stand tall, An immortal, Nothing could move me, If I could, I would run as fast as I could, Feeling the wind carry me beneath my feet, But alas, I can not, The Medusa's Curse. What am I?
Riddle: It blooms only when provoked, A beauty, A beast, The child may help you, But the grown may destroy you, Warmth, But also cold, grief, and despair, As red as blood on warfield, As beautiful as flowers, The Blood Flower, What is it?