I sound like something that beats in your chest, but I’m made of stone and warmth instead. I glow in the center of where you reside, often called the heart of the home, warm and wide.

I have hundreds of teeth but cannot bite. I am shattered into pieces before I am whole, And the more of me you find, the less of a gap remains.

What has ten letters and starts with gas?

I rise and fall as boats stall over mountain ridges and trolls fidges stone by stone built up in rome just to fall back down in london

I am a word of letters five. Remove my first, and I am an energy that keeps you warm. Remove my second, and I am a place where things are kept. Remove my third, and I am a word used to signify a choice.