4x-xx-xx ep43 The Bell Tower

Phantoms of a world gone by speak again the immortal tale. Ruin of the famous bell tower, built by the great Bonadona four centuries ago. It doesn't look like much does it? A heap of rubble, shapeless covered with earth and black moss.

If I hadn't told you it was once a bell tower, the pride of all Italy, you would think it was only an ugly rubbish pile, mercifully grown over but a jungle of time. But dreams lie buried here and memories, and the ghosts of a man and his genius are said to haunt the spot.

Some even say the spirit of Bonadonna's bell still holds high up in the silent night sky. Others scoff, a bell cannot have a ghost, even if there were such things. But what is that ghostly sound?

no earthly bell ever sounded like that. Can it be that Bonadona's Dell actually does toll for its long dead maker? Though the tower that supported it is now no more. Or does the shade of Bonadona himself still linger here? Thinking back to the day he was called in by the chief magistrate of the town.

Fratadurana, that the chief magistrate of so prosperous a town, should have heard of the humble architect called Bandon. Your pretended modesty is not very convincing in your Bandon. But if I were responsible for the wonderful monuments you have built, I suppose I wouldn't be very modest either.

Naturally, but there is only one Bandon. Perhaps you should start by imagining yourself Michelangelo and work up to imagining yourself the incomparable Bandon. Michelangelo was a very great artist. Mm. A beginner. He would have sat as my feet.