All of my good riddles are used up already... I am He who walks the bright scarlet roads, Pushing, shoving, carrying the loads. My fair-skinned brother Who devours all “others†Recognizes me as at home. Always moving, never resting, And not the same path every time, It is I who brings life, Through toil and strife, Can you solve my riddle in rhyme? Small I may be, But just wait and see. I’ll show you what I make, And it’s much more than me. Parts of a whole which are many in number, Yet powerful forces may rend us asunder. Dependent on currents with nature of lightning, Images depicted, may be fascinating or frightening. Tricking the eyes with the illusion of motion, I may not fly, But I can give you the notion. Slammed into my home with a powerful blow, Into a place I did not wish to go, Governed by beings who heed not my pleas; They will do anything to satisfy their needs. Beaten and bent with no end in sight, And still they will not leave me be. Deeper and deeper I sink, Until I fit, like a lock and a key. I am the Thing that everyone dreads, stalking, lurking around every dark bend. Tendrils of panic that can corrupt and paralyze, I am often perceived as a mere pair of eyes. Ripping one's sanity from its weak, clinging bonds, some people find me in deep, murky ponds. Often you'll see me in the dark of the night, where no one can help you escape from your plight. Many a brave man has sacrificed their life What am I? I am part of he who has two faces He, who is sliced in twain. I remain hidden after even ten thousand paces, or boarding a boat or a plane. For those who have seen me, at the pinnacle of our lives, awe and fear are all that is given to my body, who dictates the sea B:>run riddleCompiler.bat EDIT: Super-weird double post. Sorry, interweb problems. EDIT2: I'm working on one, and it'll be up soon. And holy wow, I've been in this thread since it's original posting!