One day a man is captured and put unjustly to trial for committing depraved crimes, none of which he had actually done. The corrupt system allows this man to be executed, but in a show of a facade of mercy, the evil Queen of the land tells the denizens of the land that she will allow this man to live he can pass the Marble Trial. The rules of the trial are as follows: One: The prisoner is to blindly pick from the jar one of two types of marbles, of which there is only one of each. Two: The black one, if chosen, represents death and thus he will be executed. Three: The white one, if chosen, will let him go free. Normally in the Marble Trial, there are different quantities of marbles depending on the severity of the crimes, but for this event, the Queen announces that there will be only 2. one Black and one White. Or at least, the Queen merely announced that to the public. In a private chat leading up to the Marbel Trial, the Queen actually revealed to the man that she never actually intends for the man to survive, and that the Marbel Trial's Jar is rigged to contain 2 black marbles instead of the proper arrangement. The next day, the man finds himself in a huge arena filled with cheering crowds curious as to how he will fare in the trial- unaware that the trial is rigged in the first place. Without a way to speak to the audience as he will be killed on the spot if he doesn't immediately pick from the jar, how does the man survive?

We sound like Eden as a pair. Make us weight, we won't play fair. Sometimes consensus, most times schism. Usually locked away in prism. If by chance you seek, then throw. The serpent sees where we meet low. We carry freight when we meet high, But separate us, and we die.

Unlike other rulers I am strengthened by neglect. Over my jurisdiction, great taxes I elect. When routine dues are paid, I am weakened severely. Yet if too long delayed, it may cost you quite dearly. My vault is of the flesh, my tellers silver and bone. The upkeep of the kingdom is financed with a loan.

I have a heart that never beats, I have a home but I never sleep. I can take a mans house and build anothers, And I love to play games with my many brothers. I am a king among fools. Who am I?

You may think me an actor; people come from all over the world to see me play my role. The play begins like all plays do – the red curtain draws aside, and I come onto the stage. There is one other actor. He is dressed in beautiful, bright clothing. I, however, am entirely naked. There are many acts in this play, in between which the other actor helps me to get dressed before the curtain reopens. He dresses me in colorful piercings and a red coat. The story we tell is a tragedy through dance. My choreography is straightforward, but if he forgets his then the play is over. Either way, I consider this a once in a lifetime performance. What role do I play?

I'm the end that brings the end, I'm the one that hides. Shackles gird me waist to toe, Sealed in tower I. Ever tasked to make amends, Slowly here I die. My stricken foe you'll never know, His death is met with sigh.

Twice born but once it dies. A more feline obelisk then a dairy soar. Some to royalty will rise. When seen by many they're adored. What is it?