Leo Lightfoot

He was a shepherd on Mount Helicon. The Muses appeared, told him he was ignorant, handed him a staff of laurel, and instructed him to write down where the gods came from.

A working man on a hillside, told to record the origin of the universe. That is the founding scene of the entire written tradition, and almost nobody retells it.

The Greek myths have been retold beautifully and often. What I kept missing was the sense that anything was at stake in the retelling — that it mattered, now, whether we remembered any of it properly.

So The Prometheus Codex is framed as a recovered document. A Titan with a grievance, writing to a world he can feel forgetting. The myths inside are the myths as the sources give them. The urgency around them is mine.