Chapter 16
In the lower part of the city, because of the humidity emanating from the Vallato, the canal that ran parallel to the eastern part of the walls, already at the beginning of October in the early hours of the morning the fog was the master. It was like a muffled blanket, which activated noises and sounds, melted with the smoke from the chimneys of the houses and the farriers’ forges, and hid people and places in a limbo almost similar to that of Dante’s Inferno. But it was enough to climb to the upper part of the city, to go from an unhealthy and oozing humidity to a square, the one at the top of the Costa dei Longobardi, illuminated and warmed by a radiant sun.
Especially if the sky was cloudless, if the day was clear, in the valley the fog persisted until after the third hour,
