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The radio crackled, the song reaching its final, soulful peak. The music seemed to drift out over the abyss, bridge the gap between the earth and the heavens.

Tonio finally turned, his eyes bright beneath bushy white brows. “That’s when the Lord looks down the clearest, boy. When there’s no noise to get in the way. He looks down at the fishermen with their empty nets, at the old women peeling potatoes in the dark kitchens, and at fools like you carrying crates up a mountain in the middle of a fog.” davide_van_de_sfroos_oh_lord_vaarda_gio_feat_zu...

“Are you still talking to the stones, Tonio?” a voice boomed from the path. The radio crackled, the song reaching its final,