"With spirit that o’ercometh every battle,
If with its heavy body it sink not."
— Dante Alighieri.
A prophet, whose prophecies told no lies, and yet no one trusted her. She was isolated from common life and was seen as mad in the eyes of the world.
Is revealing the prophecies a responsibility, or a struggle? Or else, is this a cry beyond the body?
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