Shun epic verse.

“Amavo moltissimo la mia Ceinwyn. Anche ora, dopo anni, sorrido quando la penso;…”

“The first sound was the bowstrings, the snap of five thousand hemp cords being …”

“Nor did he care about his childhood, for certainly I never heard him speak of i…”

“The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter …”