“At times, the worst to be done,
“At times, the worst to be done,is the best to be done”
is the best to be done”The early morning sun shined warm on Viviana’s shoulders as it bathed the world in tones of magenta and gold. She took herself across the Ponte Vecchio, toward Santo Spirito, the women, and the work awaiting her. She didn’t know if she could work at all, if the spirit of creativity could find its way through her darkness. A demon lived inside her these days; she could see it clearly, but she had found nothing to appease it.
“Such a sight I never thought to behold, Viviana is the last to arrive.” The snide comment was her greeting from Fiammetta as Viviana entered the busy and bustling studio. All were in attendance, including Leonardo, for a full, good day of work would find t
