I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes.
Wanting neither too much to live, nor too much to die.
โWhat doesn't bend must break, when dooms are apportioned and destiny takes the lead. As it will now, and as it must, until this struggle ends.
Nothing he knew of, enunciated life like death.
If, as Niko asks, you show them mercy, then the gods will be well pleased.
Painful things are quickly forgotten.