God Loves To Help Him Who Strives

The Unenvied Man Is Not Enviable.

I Have Learned To Hate All Traitors, And There Is No Disease That I Spit On More Than Treachery.

Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

Time Cleanses What It Touches Over Time.

The Gods At Will Can Shape A Gladder Strain, And From The Lamentations At The Graveside, A Song Of Triumph May Arise.