Ensnare

One who cannot speak his thoughts

Is still a slave mused Euripides of old

But those that are born into cages

Will forever think freedom is a crime

- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. VI

Limerence

The poet sings great praises of love,

As every moment is a lifetime of bliss.

He surely does not know heartache,

And death at every blink of the eye.

- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. VI

Ethos

The king ponders over right and wrong,

His morality blurred by bigoted subjects.

Virtue is vague in a realm of madness,

What is law but a comfort of the crowd.

- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. VII