Echoes of Olympus: The Erinyes and Their Laws

Born from the blood of Uranus' rage, The Erinyes rose, from the ancient age. Furies of vengeance, with wings of night, Their eyes aflame with an endless fight.

Three dark sisters, in shadow they dwell, A fury of justice, in darkness they fell. Alecto, the endless harbinger of sin, Megaera, the one who punishes within, Tisiphone, the one whose whip cracks loud, Their presence, a storm, fierce and proud.

They walk the earth, unseen but near, Their whispers of judgment, instilling fear. Their laws, unbroken, their fury precise, For all who transgress must pay the price.

The fall of the Giants, a turning point clear, Their defeat hardened the Erinyes’ spear. As the chaos subsided, they became the core, Of law and order, forevermore.

No mortal nor god can escape their sight, For justice to them is the purest light. They are the judges, they are the wrath, Their laws cut deep, they know no path.

The laws they weave are written in blood, For betrayal and murder, they seek no flood. The oath of silence, the pact of deceit, Those who forsake honor, shall meet defeat.

When guilt stains the soul, they mark the name, Their vengeance is swift, their power untamed. A life for a life, a crime for a crime, The Erinyes speak, and the world must chime.

With the Giants’ fall, their power did grow, No mercy for those who let darkness flow. The balance restored, their justice more stern, For those who break the laws must burn.

No place is sacred, no land is free, The Erinyes roam through eternity. Their task is simple, their judgment true, To punish the wrongdoer, to see them through.

With whips of venom and eyes of fire, They drag the guilty into the pyre. There is no mercy, no plea or grace, For the Erinyes’ wrath leaves no trace.

They follow the laws that none can defy, A relentless force that never will die. For they are the keepers of justice’s flame, The Erinyes, who bring both guilt and shame.