Of All The Gods Only Death Does

Unanimous Hatred Is The Greatest Medicine For A Human Community.

Overly Persuasive A Woman's Ordinance Spreads Far, Traveling Fast; But Fast Dying A Rumor Voiced By A Woman Perishes.

For Wherein Is Life Sweet To Him Who Suffers Grief?

With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

For In The Voyage Of The Heart, There Is A Freight Of Hatred, And The Wind Of Wrath Blows Shrill.