I come just twice in every year, I mark when seasons shift and steer. One brings the longest day of light, One stretches out the longest night. What am I?

I am the only thing on Earth that can be miles long but still just the a little part of a much larger story. I am a mountain that prefers to swim, yet I am made of what makes others sink. I can crush a giant made of steel, but I’ll eventually vanish into the very place I call home. What am I?

I'm like a chain of land, punctuated by dots of water and sand. If the sea sank by a few degrees, you could conceivable drive across the Keys!

Vast, barren realms where cacti stand guard, whispering winds sculpt dunes under a sun's relentless gaze. A mirage of emptiness teeming with hidden life.

I use my mists as a coy veil, Drawing you in with my beauty. You can hear the thundering of my blood, even from a distance. A ceaseless, driving force Cold enough to freeze a man to the bone, And a curtain strong enough to keep you close. Behind my veil, you'll find my hidden teeth, Ready to pummel and chew you to a pulp