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"Wind" Riddles - Next 10 of 113.
Riddle:
I can bend steel I can not be seen I am everywhere Between you and me. What am I?
Answer: Air/wind
Riddle:
There is not wind enough to twirl That one red leaf, nearest of its clan, Which dances as often as dance it can. What is it?
Answer: The answer is “flame” (or “fire”). This riddle is related to a quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The “one red leaf” is a metaphor for a tongue of flame on a low fire, which “dances” and flickers even when there isn’t enough wind to twirl an actual leaf. Coleridge’s imagery captures how a small flame closest to the embers moves restlessly with the slightest draft, appearing like a red leaf among its “clan” of other flames and coals
Riddle:
When the killer first entered the home of Mrs. Vivian Von Trapp, she was unaware of its presence for several days. She was doing the dishes one morning when she saw it basking in the sunshine which poured through her open kitchen window. As Vivian glanced toward the peaceful scene, she saw the killing machine in action for the very first time, as it slowly closed in for the kill, claiming its first victim of that day. This gave her a creepy sensation, and triggered a bizarre mental flashback of a scene from her teenage years when she tried putting on super-long false eyelashes in front of a mirror. Each time she closed her eyes, even slowly, the lashes would stick together every time. It took Mrs. Von Trapp some time to get this weird vision out of her head, but watching the killing machine reminded her of this. Later, she learned her son Dawson had accompanied the murderer into their home as he returned from his high school biology class, but neither Mrs. Von Trapp nor her son ever had any fear of it, despite its reputation as a known killer. It was at least ten days before another killing took place, and another life snuffed out of existence. This seemed to be its killing pattern. Mrs. Von Trapp began to feel a kind of twisted satisfaction in witnessing the deaths of the executioner’s victims; in fact, she felt happy about the deaths, not sad. Was Vivian a mentally disturbed individual who enjoyed witnessing death, or is there a much simpler and more pleasant explanation for these events? Just what was this unusual killing machine; who were its victims; and why did neither the mother nor her son have any fear of it?
Answer: The “killing machine” was a Venus Fly Trap plant which Dawson brought home from his high school biology class and put in his mother’s kitchen. Every ten days or so, it would catch a fly, which pleased Vivian, as she despised flies in her kitchen.
Riddle:
I have one eye but cannot see. No teeth, and yet I bite. My voice can whisper softly or can keep you up all night. P.S. This riddle is meant to be heard, not read. As such, please read it aloud and figure it out from there, to grasp the answer. What am I?
Answer: "Wind" - Reasoning: "Eye" sounds like "i", and the fact that the answer "cannot see" hints that this is the case. Wind, especially high wind, can feel biting, and in literature, the wind is often said to bring a "biting cold", or similar. The voice of the wind is depicted as being quiet or loud, depending on how strong the wind is. Loud winds are often associated with keeping people up during the night.
Riddle:
One summer evening, as Irene sat on the front porch of her old Kentucky home, she witnessed about a dozen men in two large trucks pull up to an old abandoned farmhouse about a hundred yards from hers. Suspicious, she grabbed her binoculars and observed two of the men approach the old farmhouse --- and set it on fire! After ten minutes had passed, the farmhouse was completely engulfed in flames, but neither Irene nor any of her neighbors in sight of the burning building ever bothered to call 9-1-1 to report any of these events. To make matters even worse, two police cars passed the flaming house but never bothered to stop. What happened to civic duty and responsibility? Has society totally turned its back on the idea of neighbors helping neighbors; or is there an alternate explanation for these events? What exactly was happening here?
Answer: As Irene and her neighbors looked out of their respective windows, they all saw the two large trucks were actually fire engines carrying about a dozen firemen. They obviously had come with permission from the owner of the abandoned farmhouse, to perform a training exercise on fire fighting techniques (Irene and her neighbors had received notification from the fire company of this planned exercise earlier that same week). After the firemen started the building on fire, they proceeded to practice their skills in putting out the blaze. The police cars who passed the fire saw the firefighters were training, as they also had been notified of this planned fire at the start of their shift. The owner of the building got rid of his old farmhouse, and gave the fire company some needed practice, providing a win-win situation.
Riddle:
A house has four walls a ceiling and a beam going across the middle. The front door is locked from the inside and there are no windows. There is a man hanging from a rope tied to the beam and there is a puddle of water under him on the floor. How did the man hang himself?
Answer: The puddle of water under him was a ice cube that he stepped on and waited for it to melt
Riddle:
You're stuck in a tower with no doors or windows. You have an orange and a knife. How do you escape?
Answer: You cut the orange in half. Two halves make a whole. You go through the hole.
Riddle:
Susy is traveling by ship from south of the equator to the north. She has a nice little cabin with a bathroom, but no window. Sally has no compass nor other instruments. Just the general luggage one brings on board a long cruise. Yet, without leaving her room or talking with anyone, Susy will be able to tell when the ship has crossed the equator. How?
Answer: Susy can fill the sink and watch it drain. When the water reverses direction when going down the drain, she will know they have crossed the equator.
Riddle:
No legs or two legs, four legs or more, the color of green, on Terra it stays. Teeming with chemicals of darkness and light, needing only a wind, a breath to lift the kite. What is it?
Answer: Life.
Riddle:
In the land of forgotten past, where logic falters and chaos lasts, I whisper quietly through the veil, a cryptic message, delicate and frail. First, you'll seek the titan's home, where footsteps dwindle in silver foam. A cosmic dance of two in sync, their secret lies within the brink. Second, venture to the ancient tale, where elements meet and logic fails. The fifth in line, a metal's pride, with water's touch, it must divide. Third, within the sequence known, a pattern's end, infinitely grown. The first to break, the last to stay, it marches on, in ordered sway. Combine these three, a code is made; the answer hidden, a secret shade. Now, solve the riddle, if you dare, and seek the answer, hidden where?
Answer: "A cosmic dance of two in sync" refers to Janus and Epimetheus, two moons of Saturn that share the same orbital path and swap positions, in what is sometimes referred to as a "cosmic dance." The fifth in line, a metal's pride, with water's touch, it must divide: The fifth element in the periodic table is Boron (B). It's a metalloid, so it shares properties with both metals and non-metals. Boron will react with water at high temperatures, dividing or breaking apart. The second clue points to Boron. The first to break, the last to stay, it marches on, in ordered sway: In the Fibonacci sequence, the first number to "break" the pattern is 4 because it doesn't fit the pattern of summing the two preceding numbers. This may be the third clue's answer. Combining these three answers, we get: Janus and Epimetheus, Boron, and 4. While this combination doesn't lead to a specific location or concept, we can interpret the riddle's last line: Combine these three, a code is made; the answer hidden, a secret shade. The riddle itself is the answer, a secret hidden in the veil of its cryptic language. The joy of the riddle lies in solving the clues and piecing together the puzzle. In this case, the destination is the journey itself.
