No matter how secretive, stealthy, or sly, You cannot lose me while under the sky. The most loyal witness to your every deceit, a stain at your feet that survives until death.

When I roll up your sights obscured, sometimes to a point absurd. Like a cloud but made of mist, if you're driving you'll be pissed.

An emblem of occult affection. Yesterday, I ascended. Today, I rest in your hand. Tomorrow, I may speak for your heart. What word am I?

While this place is known for cultivating plants and greenery, Gases associated with its name aren't good for the environment.

A sonata, a reflection, a second job Start with a barnyard sound, followed by a compass’s direction, finishing with something that trips fantastic