A sheet of gold, as thin as can be. Many of me make the lungs of a tree.

One version of me you want to hold But another would be indecent. When I'm found hanging from wood, I'm usually indehiscent.

I am the part you seldom see, yet without me, towers fall. I drink in the dark so others can eat in the light. Pull me up, and I may take the past with me. In numbers I hide at the base of powers, in words I hide at the base of meaning. What am I?

I rise to the top, yet I am fully spent, often from heat, but I am not always hot. I displace and replace that which you need, but I am not a gas. If you see me, find the source, or you may find your world asunder.

i am a spacecraft... orbiting the largest planet in your solor system. i have discovered weird radiation from the planet so far... the planet that im orbiting is gasious. what am i?