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I am a master of contrast, dressed in a suit of ink and snow, wandering the mist-covered mountains where the tall stalks grow.

Though I am built like a bear, I have no taste for the hunt. I prefer to sit in the shade and munch on a crunchy, green feast.

With dark circles around my eyes, I look as if I have not slept in ages, yet I am a peaceful icon known across the ages.

What am I?

I command the restless realm, where crashing waves obey.

With a trident's mighty thrust, I shape the watery way.

Horses of the sea I tame, and storms become my play.

Who am I, master of the deep, where sunlight fears to stray?

I am born of the earth, yet brewed by human hands.

I can be bitter or sweet, dark as night or light as dawn.

I awaken the weary and inspire the creative.

What am I?