I am the end of time. I also show up in your home. In the grime. Twice I’m alive mesmerized. In name, in fame, and partly sublime. You’re not heard in mime, or in rhyme. Yet you’re there in the name. The answer reflects your design.

When you look into a mirror, it is what you see. The two ends of name, flame, and home It’s what I call myself

I have a stiff shaft and my tip penetrates. I come with a quiver. What am I?

Get locked up against your will and it's illegal to do this. But if you volunteer or pay to go into this room, then it's not only legal, but fun!

On a plateau of keys, when things go wrong, im probably the first key you try to leave. No need for control, alternatives and deleting things if this key works