Easy Two men are in a desert. They both have packs on. One of the men is dead. The man who is alive has his pack open, the man who is dead has his pack closed. What is in the pack?

I have no mouth, yet I tell the truth. I can be hidden, but never lost. I am weightless, yet I carry the past. Those who seek me shape the future at last. What am I?

I speak in ancient riddles and rhymes, a remnant of much older times, Though my quizzes be different my answers are always the same, life or death are the end of my game Solve this riddle and I may leave you alive, who am I?

You carry my weight, but not on your back. I’m a guest from the past many resist. I am what you gain when you have lack. If I am settled, I don’t exist.

Rows and beads I carry with ease, ancient tool to calculate with ease.