…And The World Turned Cold


Up at the Villa Diodati, the candles were lit as at midnight all day under the perpetually dark sky.

The inclement weather prevented Lord Byron’s visitors from returning to their own rented villa that night and so they settled in as overnight guests for a evening’s entertainment.

Inside the library, the fire flared and crackled, but no one gathered there noticed.  The claret and laudanum flowed copiously and a dreamy boredom descended over the group.


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