Question: Of the god’s own sorrow and tears i can create life. Then i provide my creation with fire to allow for growth and prosperity. But the vengeance of the gods is due and I will surely fall. In the coldness of the night, the life I created only finds death. what am i?
Question: Every dawn begins with me At dusk I'll be the first you see And daybreak wouldn't come without What midday centers all about Daisies grow from me I'm told And when I come I end all cold But in the sun I won't be found Yet still each day I'll be around What am I?
Answer: The letter D