POMPEII

THE DEBAUCHED AND THE DOOMED

Vulcano

The Gods scribble their confusion across the sky

DIES MARTIS A.D. X KAL. IVL. DCCCXXXII A.U.C. (22 Jun 79 CE),

 

Dearest Venus, Protectrix of our City -

I write you this solemn petition in hopes of wisdom in the service of my city and my family. Today, I will publically offer you 5 head of fine cattle for your blessing upon the following:

* Please forgive my transgression in seeking to divine the will of you and the gods yesterday.

* Please do not allow my sin to fall upon the city.

* Please grant me a way to see and understand the message you have been sending me, for it fills me with dread. They are strong portents, but I am the only one who sees. Allow me a way, Oh Beauteous!

 

Your Servant,

Lucius Claudius Pulcher

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