Monday, October 13, 2008

The Monster Of Florence

The summer of 1985 was one of the hottest in recent memory. A serious drought gripped Tuscany, and the hills of Florence lay stunned and prostrate under the sun, the ground cracking, the leaves turning brown and falling from the trees.

The city's aqueducts began to dry up, and priests led their congregations in fervent prayer to the Lord for rain.

Along with the heat, fear of the Monster hung over the city like a stifling blanket.

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