In the dim-lit corners of existence, there lies a tome unbound. Its leaves are not of paper, but of shadows and light.
Riddle #1: I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?
Riddle #2: You see me once in June, twice in November, but never in May. What am I?
Riddle #3: I am not alive, but I grow; I don’t have lungs, but I need air. What am I?