I house many people, hours at a time; without care I'll cost far more than a dime. Without metal inside me I'm not worth much; but perhaps you could still walk off your lunch.

I am sometimes wooden, metallic, or even furry, but I am not too big to hold in one hand. You might fear me.

A command when at war, a livelihood's end, a warning at home, a blacksmith's true friend It rules above clouds, it seethes beneath crust A terrible foe who, in shadows, we trust

I have an eye but I see not. I am small but fix all. I cause pain when unexpectedly found.

First, your brain after a test, or something easy to digest Last, found in every building, but in my case a fairy's dwelling My whole you eat with glee, but sometimes I can poisoned be In tales my ring steals you, or a girl ate me and grew