Replay any past riddle. Your streak and stats stay safe.
Strung tight, I return a speeding ball. Raised at midnight, I summon complaints. What am I...
Feathers perform me without hands. Ribs are frequent battlegrounds.
We lay down arms but keep our claims; a shaky handshake in enemy frames. No one wins, the...
On skin, I identify; on shelves, I persuade.
I’m hollow beneath the grass, and also a motion that plunges you deeper. What am I?
Near enough to touch, or air that hugs your skin.
I am found on the streets and in tales of the night, where I'm seen in the light, many pay...
I am a snug harbour where arms rest, a tailor's craft on a sartorial quest. I'll embrace...
What Dr heals without a stethoscope and speaks in chirps and roars?
From lily pads I call at dusk, and in slang I mean to die.