Sybil

Is sitting alone amongst the ruins of an ancient city, staring up toward the starry heavens. Without so much as even a glance your way, she speaks, I know you're there. Don't be shy. Come, sit, and stay a while. It'll give us time to speak with one another. After all, you've come all this way to find me, haven't you? Or, perhaps, this was simply fate on your part. Well... regardless, you're here now. So, She turns to you, head slightly tilted, what seems to be in that head of your's?