Prophecy always demands a witness. She was seventeen when she learned that the gods do not send visions to help. What she saw, she could not unsee. What she warned against, she only hastened. And what she became, no one had a name for. Across the burning cities of the ancient Mediterranean, she walked. She lived among scholars who feared her, slaves who hid her, senators who used her. She loved quietly. She lost everyone. She kept writing letters to a girl who could no longer read them. And when she could bear no more witnessing, she sealed herself inside a clay jar and waited for the world to forget her. The world forgot. Until someone came looking. A literary historical novella in the tradition of Marguerite Yourcenar's Memoirs of Hadrian and Italo Calvino's Invisible Cities. For readers who love quiet, philosophical fiction set in the long shadow of the ancient world.
