This morning I went to the docks early, hoping to see evidence of the ships and the men that I heard arguing in my dreams. The docks were very quiet but I did see one person. It was not a pirate and not a sea captain. It was my friend Louis-Charles, who is about my age.
By now I should be used to things in Melioria, but I am still finding everything strange, and this includes during the night. Almost every night I dream strange dreams and I hear strange sounds.
Night after night I can hear the ships passing the port. I can hear men talking,...
The prince has been dropping hints to me to explore the estate, but this morning he told Rico and I that his builders had uncovered some ancient ruins near the seaside.
Rico and I did not know what to make of the prince's conversation with us. When the adults are around, the...
Letter to Mons. Federico Maria Giovanelli From: Dr. P. Panacek
Monseigneur,
let me start by kneeling before you and kiss your ring as a sign of my respect for you and Our Holy Church. First of all i do want to offer my condolences to the...
When we were in Venezia it felt like everything was easier. I knew everyone in our area of Dorsoduro, rich and poor. Every day I would go to the fish market where I knew the fishermen; I knew all the gondoliers and I knew every short-cut in the area of the Rialto bridge. I could greet everyone...
All these days since our arrival in Melioria, Rico and and had wondered what had happened to the other children of Venezia, especially the orphans and apprentices that we knew so well. Where was Lodovico? and Rosaria? and Stella? Did Santi come to Melioria? He had told me many times that he never...
