Hello Riddlers! Here's the puzzle. Can you guess our theme this week? It's no fun when these break. ; ) ~ F
I'm created from inside; I'll give you strength to find your stride. I'm the part that holds it together; you rattle around because of my tether. Forged from elements of the earth, you're weaved by magic, then bound at birth. I mark the way of things gone by, a clue from within left out to dry. They're places you'll find me, I'm scattered on land and under the sea. I'll turn to dust as time rolls by. But, by then, you'll have moved to another eye.