More valued than gold, more precious than silk. Pouring like wine and flowing like milk. A count’s nightly feast, an offering of war, a pact that is sealed forever more. What am I?

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What’s stronger than a boulder, but weaker than a flying insect?

Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals and hides at night?

Until I am measured, I am not known. Yet how you miss me when I have flown! What am I?

What is red, bloody and smells like an orange?

An american guy died and went to hell. What were his last words?

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More valued than gold, more precious than silk. Pouring like wine and flowing like milk. A count’s nightly feast, an offering of war, a pact that is sealed forever more. What am I?

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