The Anonymous Artist traipsed on the fringes of the fictitious island, observing the dynamics of manipulation. Hegemony's primary manipulation was that of memory - a distortion that shattered a definition of justice through centuries inscribed in patriotic verse. The remnants of a flag drenched in crimson fluttered miserably within the echo of a national anthem. In an aberrant part of the collective experience, society was expected to relate to the emblems of patriotism as an adherence to justice. An intonation diverted the anonymous artist's attention; it was a call from a philosopher to delve deeper into a fragment of renaissance memory, into the shrine of a vilified prince studied within the concrete walls exhibiting the torture of law.