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2026 Fortuna Muliebris
Fortuna : Muliebris
Zodiac:
Libra
Notes: Women,
civic alliance, sacred bonds
Fortuna Muliebris (Libra) — The Seed— Story Sketch & Moodboard
One-paragraph synopsis (core myth meets modern arc):
In
Los Angeles, a woman working at Arcadia Salvage walks her
dog Night through the neighborhood park, carrying always the memory
of her lost companion, Day. As she drifts between present and past,
the forgotten story of the Temple of Fortuna Muliebris
rises in her imagination: Roman women who persuaded Coriolanus to
turn back, founding one of the earliest temples for women’s voices
and power. Their courage resonates with her personal search for
balance — between absence and presence, memory and forgetting, the
tangible and the imagined.
The Seed — Fortuna Muliebris (added to the
story)
The protagonist navigates the balance between past
and present, myth and reality. At work in Arcadia Salvage, fragments
of history mirror her inner visions of the Temple of Fortuna
Muliebris. A female co-worker offers empathy and practical support,
suggesting ways for Night to be part of her workplace. This
solidarity resonates with the ancient matronae, who used sensitivity
and wisdom to change the course of history. Walking to the metro
afterward with Night, the protagonist feels that empowerment alive
within her — culminating in a twilight park vision where the temple
rises in full confidence and ancestral movement.
Fortuna & Zodiac Sign:
Fortuna Muliebris — Fortune of Women, honoring collective courage and women’s voices.
Libra — The Scales: balance, justice, memory vs. oblivion, present vs. past.
Key Characters (1–3):
The Protagonist — modern woman, reflective, grounded in daily life at Arcadia Salvage.
Night — black longhair chihuahua, constant companion.
Day (memory/vision) —
golden-red longhair chihuahua, lost but reappears symbolically as
guide.
(Optional historical echo: Valeria,
first priestess, might appear in dream or overlay scenes.)
Settings:
Modern: Los Angeles — protagonist’s neighborhood park, Arcadia Salvage, and dreamlike overlays of city streets as Roman ruins.
Ancient: The Temple of Fortuna Muliebris on the Via Latina — glimpsed in vision or remembered through old drawings.
Central Image / Symbolic Object:
The Temple wall fragment — imagined standing both in Rome and in the cracks of LA stucco walls.
Secondary: two small dogs together in the park, symbolizing memory, balance, and what is both lost and present.
Visual / Musical Atmosphere:
Visual: Warm dusk light, long shadows across the park, stucco walls glowing gold, dissolving into marble ruins; a balance of soft LA neon and ancient torchlight.
Musical: Sparse piano with airy reverb, slow strings, layered with distant street sounds and faint choral echoes — merging the city with the sacred.
Optional Latin phrase: Memoria et Aequalitas — “Memory and Balance”
Narrative Arc: Fortuna Muliebris (Libra)
Episode Frame:
We’re in the present day,
following the protagonist and her dog, Night, as
they move through Los Angeles. The cityscape becomes a mirror of
ancient Rome, flickering between worlds. The story of the lost
dog, Day hovers like a ghost — an unsolved mystery, a wound, a
question mark.
Opening Scene:
A soft dusk. The protagonist
walks Night past weathered walls, murals, and broken sidewalks. Her
mind drifts to the old engravings she once studied — those
architectural drawings of the Temple of Fortuna Muliebris.
In the slanting light, LA’s stucco facades seem to echo those
ancient Roman walls.
Transition:
Night pauses, ears pricked, as if
listening to something beyond the city. The protagonist, in this
liminal moment, remembers the story: 488 BCE, the women of
Rome stopping Coriolanus, a warlord ready to burn the city.
Their courage, their words, changed history. And in gratitude, Rome
gave them a temple — rare honor for women of the time.
Dream Sequence / Daydream Layer:
She imagines
the matronae walking together on the Via Latina, robes brushing dust,
hearts pounding with the memory of their victory. Valeria, first
priestess, lights the altar flame. Fortuna Muliebris, “Fortune of
Women,” becomes alive in incense smoke.
The daydream overlays LA: freeway ramps dissolve into Roman roads, car headlights into torches, concrete into marble.
Conflict Thread:
The protagonist feels a tug —
why is this story of women, of courage, so unknown today? Why does
Shakespeare’s Coriolanus dominate the memory, while the
feminist Pagan temple fades into near-oblivion?
She recalls Day, her lost dog, and wonders — like the temple, forgotten, hidden, mysterious — do we let what matters most slip from memory too easily?
Climactic Image:
Night barks once, sharp. In
that instant, the protagonist glimpses — not literally, but with
the force of vision — a fragment of the temple standing whole
again, pilasters gleaming, and beside it a small figure of a dog,
tail wagging at the threshold. A vision of balance: past and present,
loss and hope, women’s voices remembered.
Closing Beat:
Back on the sidewalk, the image
fades. Night presses against her leg, grounding her. She whispers,
half to herself, half to Fortuna Muliebris:
“We remember.”
The camera (or page) lingers on the temple walls — both in imagination and the cracked stucco of Los Angeles — before fading to black.
Here’s a draft of the closing reflection for Episode 3, tying it all together:
The park is quiet now, shadows stretching across the grass. Night circles her feet, tail flicking, while the memory of Day glimmers like sunlight through the trees. In that moment, she sees it clearly: the temple walls rising, alive with movement, women speaking, courage unbroken. The courage that once persuaded Coriolanus, the courage that whispers through the streets of Los Angeles, reaches even into the story of Day.
If voices are heard, if courage is honored, things need not be lost to secrecy. Shared responsibility can guide outcomes — an amicable turn, a return, a memory preserved in motion. She exhales, feeling the weight of silence lift, and steps forward, carrying that balance into her work, into her walks, into her life. Fortuna Muliebris, and the women of Rome, are alive in the act of remembering — and in the act of acting, together.
Fortuna Muliebris “The Blessing” — The Spine — Outline of the Episode
Act I – A Quiet Invocation
Morning light filters through the salvage yard’s tall windows.
She sorts architectural fragments—carved lintels, cracked plaster,
fragments of stone faces. In the soft dust she finds a partial
inscription: MULIEBRIS. Something stirs; later that evening,
she looks it up and reads about the Temple of Fortuna
Muliebris, built to honor the women who saved their city
through persuasion rather than war.
The story lodges in her
thoughts. She falls asleep at her small kitchen table, the article
still open on her screen. A dream follows: sun through marble arches,
voices of women in white, and one statue turning its face toward
her—not to frighten, but to bless.
She wakes at dawn, unsure
whether the blessing was real, but feeling steadier.
Act II – Women at Work
Days blend into one another, measured by the sound of hammers and
forklifts. Her coworker—warm, practical, a little older—asks
about the photo of her lost dog, Day, on her desk.
The conversation could have ended there, but instead becomes a moment
of understanding. The coworker says nothing sentimental, only nods,
and later arranges with the supervisor that Night
may come to work a few days a week.
When she arrives that first
morning with him, there’s already a folded blanket beside her
station. The gesture touches something wordless in her: that women
still act quietly on behalf of one another, as they did long ago. The
goddess, it seems, still moves in such acts.
As she works, the
sound of sanding becomes like chanting. Light falls on the dust as
though through ancient colonnades. She feels the thin veil between
now and then.
Act III – Memoria et Aequalitas
Late afternoon light glows like amber dust through the windows of the salvage yard. She is polishing a marble fragment shaped like the curve of a crown—its ridges faintly echo the mural crown of old goddesses. On its underside, a single Latin word is scratched faintly but legibly: Memoria.
She pauses. It’s the same word from the article, the same inscription that first drew her to the story of Fortuna Muliebris. She turns the fragment in her hand and whispers, “Memory.”
Behind her, Night shifts on his blanket, sighing contentedly. The air in the room seems to still; she feels a warmth gather, like a breath held in marble and sunlight.
For an instant she sees it again—the temple of women and light, columns opening toward a sky of gold. The statues gleam with living presence, and above the altar, an inscription shimmers:
MEMORIA ET AEQUALITAS
Memory and Balance.
In the vision, the women of the temple lift their hands toward her—not to summon, but to affirm. The statue of the goddess inclines her head, as if recognizing something fulfilled.
Then the light shifts, and the world returns. Her coworker walks by, remarks gently that the light looks good on her table today.
She smiles, running her thumb across the smooth curve of the stone. “Yes,” she says quietly. “It’s balanced.”
That evening, she walks home with Night trotting beside her, his dark coat shining under the last of the sun. In the park where she once mourned Day, the trees shimmer with a faint radiance. She smiles softly, not from joy or sadness but from balance. What was lost still lives, transmuted into the rhythm of her days. The goddess and the women both are near.
Symbolic and Archetypal Beats
✧ Research / Reading as Invocation — she calls forth
the myth by seeking it.
✧ Offering — the coworker’s
quiet action.
✧ Visitation — the speaking statue.
✧
Transfiguration of Place — salvage yard becomes sacred
temple.
✧ Grace — acceptance of life’s twin
aspects: Day remembered, Night beside her.
Moment of Grace / Revelation
Understanding that the sacred doesn’t dwell apart from the ordinary—it is carried forward in small acts of generosity, skill, and endurance. The goddess blesses through human kindness, through the work of women restoring what has been broken.
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