Epic
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Solve me this riddle, and PM me the answer for a pat on the back: I sit in the sun keeping the heat at bay, for the creatures near me need a place to stay, when the sun is down I crack and split, for I am pulled back and forth no matter what I wish.
This simple process, is used far in wide, in fictional universes where they are very hard to hide. The tingling sensation, and then time slows down, the slow death is ground to a halt, and your body turns the color of salt.