“You must make a choice,” the Goddess said. “Is that my only choice – to choose between men?” I asked. “I want what Mother had!” “Your mother chose two men,” she said with light laughter. “No! She chose independence for… — Vicky Alvear Shecter Copy Share Image
“I especially treasured my glimpses of Mother, Queen Cleopatra VII. She sat on a golden throne, looking as resplendent as one of the giant marble statues guarding the tombs of the Old Ones. Diamonds twinkled in a jungle of black… — Vicky Alvear Shecter Copy Share Image
“What caused the gods to fall upon my family like starved lions in a Roman arena?” — Vicky Alvear Shecter Copy Share Image
“You must make a choice,” the Goddess said. “Is that my only choice – to choose between men?” I asked. “I want what Mother… — Vicky Alvear Shecter Copy Share Image
“I especially treasured my glimpses of Mother, Queen Cleopatra VII. She sat on a golden throne, looking as resplendent as one of the giant… — Vicky Alvear Shecter Copy Share Image
