Book II Sentences

A conflagration of pride and disdain for fatherly pleas, plummeting into the depths of Po, Phaethon lies beneath waves shone upon with sorrow.

Sisters of sorrow are left to be leaved in the sight of thier brother so thoroughly bereaved.

Poor Callisto, tricked by a likeness of her trusted ward, ravaged and left to inevitable abandonment by none other than the one she prized over the almighty opportunist.

The raven, once pallid, is changed to a pitch of black.

Whiteness, again, shows beauty and innocence, but this bull of ivory hue soon repeals his lot, reveals his truth, regains his status as general in the war on purity.