Its something that each of us devours,
Not just us but birds, beats, trees, and flowers,
Frets iron and nibbles steel,
Toil hard stones to meal,
Exterminates king, collapse town,
And blows the mountains down.

We are a group of eight brothers. We consider the weak, yet we protect the king in every battle. If we move ahead, we never turn back. Who are we?

People make me, save me, change me, raise me. What am I?

I look at you, you look at me I raise my right, you raise your left. What am I?

I am lying and I always lie. Tell me whether I am lying or telling the truth.

You are in a land where thirty men and two women were dressed in classic black and white dresses.
They begin to fight as soon as any of them move.

Where are you?

What came first, the chicken or the egg?

As easy as you can get into me, it is as hard to get out of me.

Do you know what I am?

I travel all around the world but always stay in the corner. What am I?

The ages of a father and son add up to 66.
The father's age is the son's age reversed.
How old could they be?
(3 possible solutions).