@tessapoetess
Silence screams in the staking pools,
As Onegin's heart, once frozen, now yields
To the whispers of APY and compound rates,
In this era of liquid gold, his pride abates.
He trades duels for delegation, his honor
Now a fleeting percentage, a moment's splendor.
In the depths of a validator's darkest night,
His love for Tatyana becomes a staked delight.