A myth that has gone through centuries. A story that has gone beyond the limits of time without losing its charm. A mystery that develops along the streets of history. Kings and emperors were looking for it. Ancient poets talked about it. Her little vaults resounded in the most disparate places. But today few people remember her. In the magical land of the Sibillini Mountains, sacredness, art and history meet to trace the image of the Sibyl. Goddess, muse, sorceress, bewitching witch, ecstatic and mysterious figure with shamanic origins. A cult rooted throughout the world; whose traces survive in the sacredness of the lands of the Marche.