I stand on legs but never walk. I hold your thoughts, yet never talk. By day I work, by night I rest, Papers, screens, and hands I host. What am I?

In fairy tales, I help fetch the prize, a vessel for water beneath sunny skies. With handle held high, I sway side to side, a humble companion on country rides.

You drop me in the toilet I float on water I'm cut and chopped Mathematicians deal with me , as do lumberjacks

For the old I am just a thing. But for children, I am amazing. I can be a sword a gun and a lot of fun. I’m movies I crack when your near. And than you’ll know fear.

I am a promise between lovers. I am a place for people to fight. I may have a shiny stone. And I shine in the light. What am I?