CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Through the busy streets the three walked. It was, without question, a beautiful day without a cloud in the sky, with the sky an amazing color of translucent blue. Past vendors selling all kinds of delicacies, past magnificent pieces of sculpture rising into the heavens in front of the temples which dotted the city. If anything, Rome was known as a city of temples. Every god imaginable had at least one temple dedicated to them. There was even a temple for the unknown god. A temple which seemed to attract a goodly sized following.
Across the street from the Temple of Ceres, not too far from the main entrance to the Circus Maximus, the three paused to lean against the bar of a small wine shop. It was race day as they watched the festive masses gathering for the event. Th
