A sea of red, when all is dead, From broken ground I rise. A cure for pain, a sweet sedative strain, Or cloud your mind and blur your eyes.

I used to be one, but aeons wore me down, From what i am now, time's passage was drawn. Cast me in flame, unite me true, and once i am pure, you will see through.

Columbus travelled the seas with me, Harry's parents filled his vault with me. Lose one letter and you can measure fluids with me.

Riddles a bit thinky lately? I present to thee, a short spelling bee Something ants and the brits have in common. Take over the world, a big ambition.

A story passed down through the ages, a fabled city lost in all but tale. These people grew greedy, attacked the Athenians, and overnight their home was gone. Many fables have existed, about what advancements existed, but no proof has ever been found.