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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Cyril’s charioteer drove him to the monastery of Nitria, unannounced. The archbishop spent no time on niceties. Feverish perspiration stood in beads on
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

They were woken by the joyful twitter of birds in the grove; Britannicus’ body sheltering Hypatia from the cold, his hand cupping her breast. When she
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

They were woken by the joyful twitter of birds in the grove; Britannicus’ body sheltering Hypatia from the cold, his hand cupping her breast. When she
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

By sunrise Hypatia was up and on her way to the shore again. ‘Where are you, my Beloved?  Where are you..?’ she cried as she combed the shore
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Greetings from Floria Aemelia to the Philosopher I am beset with fear, dear friend. I am afraid of what men of the Church may one day do to women like me.
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

‘It’s the autumnal equinox today – one of the two points of the year when day and night are of equal length, but this one is special because
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Passing a dimly lit cellar window, Cyril's attention was caught by tiny squeals of delight. He crouched down and through the iron bars saw a nymph
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Theon remembered the night when Zoë and he arrived at Alexandria by sailing ship from Sparta. It had been stormy on the approach with wind, rain and waves
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Hypatia pulled Benjamin into a narrow passage leading to a series of descending steps. She took an oil lamp from the wall and led the way down into an
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

Hypatia and Benjamin took part in the festivities but kept returning to each other’s company. It was their last evening together before Hypatia would
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Britannicus and Alexandrina

'The big wave came in 366 and took many lives in Alexandria. Mama’s grave washed away into the sea that day. For many years afterwards people talked about that
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