Beside the road but made for feet, I’m smoother ground for calm retreat. Paved or tiled, I edge the way A safer stretch for your next day. What am I?

It carries you across the ground, a silent chaperone to every step, hugging the terrain while keeping your tread pristine.

I bring many things to life, with just one push. I also bind opposites together, and add flourish to the belly. What am I?

I might live in the dark. I may live in high places. I can make you anxious and shrink from new faces. Of all the feelings on earth, I am amongst the oldest. Few can conquer me, save for only the boldest.

Draped o'er thy visage, A veil of mystery lies, Shadows cloak the night.