When I first read Promethea through for the first time and set it down, I felt like I had just read some sacred text and been visited by a Goddess. And I guess that’s the point of the comic, is that each person’s imagination is sacred.

Like you, it’s been a while since I’ve had time to give it another read, but I do recall it having a profound effect on me.

The only series of comics I can relate it as akin to is The Sandman series, and even then…Promethea is kind of better imho.