The Apotheosis of Constantine
I had a conscious dream. In a white robe, I wandered around ancient Byzantium.
I had a conscious dream. In a white robe, I wandered around ancient Byzantium.
Imagine you were alone in the world. And you were inventing everything.
On the evening of February 35, 2200, religions are loose and anything can happen
To travel back in time, just trust your memory and your sense of timing