It is the beginning of enmity; the end of life and love; honey can’t be without it; yet sugar can be without. It is the fifth child of its parent’s 26 children. What is it?
Surrounded by hills, I rest on an isle Known for its castles And "baggy" music style
I can hide a monster At least some think But for what it's worth I'm one of nature's sinks
What am I?
