At precisely two minutes past midnight, the tempest that had been brewing over the Ionian Sea struck the cliffs of Taormina with apocalyptic fury. Gale-force winds screamed against the sheer limestone precipices of Monte Tauro, driving sheets of stinging saltwater and cold mountain rain across the ancient ramparts of Castello di Moretti. Lightning split the ink-black sky in jagged forks of brilliant violet, illuminating the turbulent waves seven hundred feet…
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