I touch the earth and I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?

Guarded by a hairy shell, I hide a thirst-quenching treasure. My water is sweet, my flesh is white, a tropical delight in the sun's embrace.

Use this when you want to see things from afar, Like a creepy neighbor or a shining star.

I am thin and flat. People put messages inside me. I travel from one home to another. What am I?

Stretched tight before my life begins, then touched by colour, brush, and whim. I never move, yet worlds I hold, in silence stories through me are often told.