We got off the phone and to my surprise, I had a message: "Look at the sun."
People were out there taking pictures of it. Bright pink behind a cloud.
But why did it look that way?
Raging 'Sand Fire' cast apocalytic glow...
The next morning, perhaps owing to the direction of the wind, there was a strong burnt smell and ashes on the patio.
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I'd read a little more from this online:
Page 306: "That night, contemporary writers tell us, the sky above the Castello was all ablaze with fiery flames, and the walls of the duchess's own garden fell with a sudden crash..."
Oh, the feelings...
Page 309: "cruel and grievious sorrow..."
Oh, the feelings...
Page 342-348...Oh, the feelings...
(Especially 345, where everything's going to ruin in the city and he bids farewell on his black horse with his black cape and then goes to the tomb...)
They are characters...now gone...who were around at one time...One thing which is not in a book is that I have an impression of her looking at buildings in a place that was kind of like a market area. I feel like she looked at the people and felt a distance, because of her social status, and she wondered what it was like to be one of them. But where ever you are in life, you can always wonder about other people's lives...
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They are characters...now gone...who were around at one time...One thing which is not in a book is that I have an impression of her looking at buildings in a place that was kind of like a market area. I feel like she looked at the people and felt a distance, because of her social status, and she wondered what it was like to be one of them. But where ever you are in life, you can always wonder about other people's lives...
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