«So, it’s your spirit that is four and a half centuries old, while your body is that of a fifty-year-old. I begin to understand, but still, I have many questions about you. How did you grow up as a child? How did you reach the temple? How did you get here?»
«Episodes that perhaps, in time, I will tell you. For now, believe me, I am not an evil person, and I love you as I have never loved another human being. Love is a feeling that I had never felt before, and that fills my heart with joy.»
Despite Stefano’s words, Larìs was not tranquil. If it was true that he housed the spirit of the old Podestà of Triora, the one who had wanted at all costs the public execution of the witches, as she had seen in the vision of many years before, the man could still have the idea in mind to give rise to
