[Continued from "The Stone Heart of Italy"]
Water that tastes of vanished oceans, flowing toward a sea that inherited the dreams of Tethys.
The green stones of Monviso are not alone in their exile.
Drive north from the mountain's base, through valleys that seem carved by giants, and you'll find their siblings scattered across the landscape of Biellese like breadcrumbs from a fairy tale written in geological time. At Bocchetta Sessera, along ancient mule paths where smugglers once carried salt and stories across borders, the same serpentine rocks emerge from the earth—pieces of the same vanished world that crowns Monviso.
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The Death of Tethys
Reading the Scars
The Inheritance of Collision
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