I look like falling crystals frozen in time. My light spreads across the room from above..

I have a point, but cannot feel. I leave a trail, but never heal. I tell tales without a sound. What am I?

Jack be nimble, jack be quick, Pirates use these covers, strapped to their face!

Blows with your fists or gloves for your feet. I come in a pair, but the dryer must eat!

Born as a pair, yet neither can walk. I touch the water but never drink. In human hands I push the river away, helping boats glide where they need to go. Without me, the journey is slow.