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Interlude · Part One · Entering: The House of Livio

«Some stories do not need to be explained. They only need to be heard».

Round wooden door in a green stone arch; open, it gives onto a stone courtyard at night under the full moon, with a table laid, a lit lantern and a stone house with flowers

Touch the door to open it.

The fable

This story grows from the life of my grandfather Livio. I wrote it as a fable, weaving what I know of his story with imagined scenes to tell of the return Home.

The full story is in the book.

A fragment

—Papà, andiamo o no?—Zitto.—What are you doing?—Ascolto. I am listening.—But no one is talking.—That is precisely your problem, ragazzo.

In Italian

The words of the fable

Ascolto: I am listening.
La prima stanza: The first room.
La natura parla sempre: Nature always speaks.
La neve non sceglie: Snow does not choose.
Questa… ci mette tutta la vita: This one… takes a whole life.
Non ancora: Not yet.

Qualunque cosa succeda…ricordati di tornare a casa.Whatever happens…remember to come back Home.

Carmine (Tony) Colarusso, grandson of Livio

The next door · V

Of the Night That Lays the Soul Bare

«Darkness does not extinguish: it attunes».

Enter through Door V

Or stay

«You can read one door a week, or stay longer in the one that asks for it».

How to walk through the doors Back to the thirteen doors