I am one of the world’s oldest yet most beautiful entities.
I am hard as nails yet can quickly melt a woman’s heart.
I am extremely valuable yet some refuse to accept me.
I am of a rough appearance until work has done on my façade.
I am the result of pressure yet my touch provides immediate relief.
I am joyous to be around yet procurement may have caused great pain.
I am of the Latin adamas yet my displayers are often far from adamant.
I am a usual source of delight yet sometimes great dismay.
I am without eyes yet if I could look my stare would cut through glass.
I am not a square yet I frequently sit in a ring.
WHAT AM I?
Last edition’s Fustigator: Stereo