I stand tall and wrapped in stripes The fat of giant sea beasts fuels my light My glowing eye burns through the grey A mighty guide till the break of day

I am used to being described as light in greek, but I am not used to to the dark. You can find me in A graph .

Many volumes held, while the limit is based on design; my first three are affirmations, while my last four are nothing but awkward times; I am an essential tool for travelers to preserve lives, so long as I am not empty.

I come in many shapes and size, Sometimes flat, sometimes I rise. Knead me gently, let me rest, Slice or spread, I’m at my best.

Sometimes I'm tied up tight, unable to move. Sometimes I journey freely, destination sure.