I am the right man to the king. I could fight, I could write, I could fling. I’m born with a twin brother, and two freakier others.

I have an eye but cannot see. I am a cure or a curse depending on what’s inside of me. I’m impossible to find in a stack of hay, but A camel might fit through my eye some say.

My twists are designed to confuse and deceive. My creator’s goal is to make you believe That the next turn’s the one that will lead to the way. Your choices might save you, or lead you astray.

I am the longest in a set. I am an insult. I am central. I am part of you. What am I?

found underground, and put in fire to be molded, my shine will last throughout time. people wear me, on special occasion they share me, while some will just take me by force. my name is my color, it is no white or rose, but those are others I know.