I represent guide, but I am not a person. People think of me as the north one.

I resemble a book, but I do not contain a narrative. You can explore with me.

If you throw a black stone into the Red Sea, what does it become?

I always run, but never walk. I have a mouth, but cannot talk. I have a bed, but never sleep. What am I?

My colossal likeness was found By a traveler in a barren land Whose kingly visage tells of my character And whose demise is told by the sand