Mab looked at his watch. “With any luck, no,” I replied. We stood on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, gazing back toward Capitol Hill along the green avenue known as the Mall. The serpentine length of the Vietnam Memorial, the World War II Memorial, the rectangular reflecting pool, the towering...
Once I understood the gist, I closed my eyes and prayed, asking my Lady for understanding and illumination. Then, I reread the book several times more, in light of my meditations revealed. The Book of the Sibyl was everything I had hoped it would be. After five hundred years of searching, I now u...