Riddle of the Week (October 8)

I bring light

But darkness binds me

I welcome the whispering wind

And I burden each grassy blade

With a single drop

Of my skies.

To be in me is to be in danger

To escape me you see visions

As I guide the sun to rest

And the moon to prowl.

I come to life with animal sounds.

Riddle of the Week October 8 Answer

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