Fies 250 million years ago: a thin sea laps the long trail of shells beached by the storm. Good Friday of the year 1924, the landslide: sudden wound on the side of the mountain reveals the old shore, its arenas, its life, the slight tremor of the waves still imprinted on the sea floor. Faults and fractures break the order of the ancient layers; new colors where the color was lost: even the signs of aging mark traces to tell.
