A Greek nymph, cursed by Hera, loved the greatest narcissist of the era. Her love was unrequited, struck with grief she withered. Her voice remained, for all to hear her.

Perhaps a singular yellow vegetable Or tape a cone to something in a stable

When I was a kid, we tried to start a lemonade stand to raise funds for our little league team. It didn't go very well, we were missing one thing.

I power your devices, cost you money, and lead the attack.

Glass orbs to roll or throw. Don't lose them, or insane you go.