Pain Lays Not Its Touch Upon A

Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

But I Will Place This Carefully Fed Pig Within The Crackling Oven; And, I Pray, What Nicer Dish Can E'er Be Given To Man.

Only One Accomplishment Is Beyond Both The Power And The Mercy Of The Gods. They Cannot Make The Past As Though It Had Never Been.

When Strength Is Yoked With Justice, Where Is A Mightier Pair Than They?

For The Impious Act Begets More After It, Like To The Parent Stock.