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Il Conto di SangueThe young boy looked out of his window, wishing his dream would come true, yet dreading what might happen if it did. He knew very well that the dream he had had the night before was no ordinary dream, yet he did not feel himself capable of carrying such a burden as this premonition would pour into his lap. So, at the height of his eight years of life, the count’s son was staying up beyond his curfew, admiring the splendours of the city.Il Conto di Sangue
Though the night sky was of the deepest black, the city was not dark. The gondolas’ lights reflected in the many canals added even more mystery and charm to the legendary islands. Every
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