Ancient knowledge few can know. In the night is where I roam. Vermin I snatch in my holy flight. None will beat me with my sight.
You can drop me from the tallest building and I’ll be fine, but if you drop me in water I die. What am I?
What asks and never answers?
I am not art, but I am drawn. I protect you from the dawn.
What can you sit on, sleep on and brush your teeth with?
A chair, a bed and a toothbrush
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