A word of warning: most of the following story takes place in the Roman province of Iudea, while under the government of a prefect named Pontius Pilatus.

That means, a long, long time ago and – for most readers, I assume – far, far away. Consequently, what is considered legal, decent or proper behavior does NOT have to conform to modern values. Nor to the principles I, personally, hold dear.

Having said that, I very much respect the text this is based on, even if I put my own spin on a certain scene. I hope you do the same – though, if you think everything worth writing about that special time and place already is written – why are you even reading fanfiction filed under The Bible?

Finally, these are the memories of an ancient lady. Go slowly, remembrance is not the same as a well-structured report.