A mirror, a speedster, a killer, a vane To know these is to know my name

Did you hear about the circus fire? It was. . .

What is the global language that bridges speak?

I dance with blades both sharp and bright, opening wide, then closing tight. Two partners moving side by side, to part what once was unified.

I have an arm that can't hold a hand, but that will fling stones across the land.