The winter had arrived on the eastern coast of Sicily with a rare, breathtaking majesty. A gentle, crystalline frost had settled over the citrus groves of Taormina, and the snowy peak of Mount Etna stood out against the deep indigo night sky like a glowing white titan crowned by a delicate, ethereal plume of silver volcanic vapor. Inside Castello di San Corvo, the labor had begun at midnight, when the…
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