Soothsayer Damus

Soothsayer Damus

As I lay here on my bed I can't help think to myself why did the gods give me such

a gift if I couldn't save anyone nor change the outcome of anything. What's the point of

having such a power if all you can do is predict but not change the course of the future for

the better. I wonder is this really a gift at all or just a nuisance because the way I see it all

my life I have been treated like a social outcast and freak due to my power. The way I'm

called is enough to remind me that I don't belong. I'm known as Soothsayer yet I wish

people would just call me by my rightful name ,Nostradamus, from time to time or even

Damus. I wonder how It feels like to be treated like an ordinary person or better yet

someone of great status and fame. Nevertheless, I continue to dwell in my thoughts and

reminisce about the events that have caused my current distressed state.The guilt slowly

consumes me as I think about it more and more This is the story about how my power

would prove useless in saving the life of a great man named Caesar. It all began when I

was traveling with my Merchant friend across Rome towards a city were a huge number of

people were gathering for Lupercal.The reason for going was he saw this as a good

opportunity to make money and I saw it as a chance to take a break and enjoy myself, after

all Lupercal was one of my favorite festivals. There we were getting nearer and nearer to

the city entrance with our wagon when I suddenly blacked out and had these intense visions

bombard me. Most notably of the visions were that of bloody knives, the number fifteen,

and a man I had seen before but couldn't recall about. This vision was one of which I have

never had before and it was so intense and frightful I just wanted it to end. When I finally

came to I was within the city walls and my friend was staring at me with an curious yet calm

look as he had had grown accustomed to my trances. He asked me about my vision as he

saw how shakened up I was but I told him I rather not say. He just nodded and we made our

way to our temporary housing where we proceeded to unpack and take a quick rest.

During this time I try interpreting my vision and come up with the conclusion that something

drastically horrible will happen to the man on the