House in Piazza Armerina

Once upon a time there was a child who, over bedtime stories, preferred those of stone and memories. While others dream of princes and dragons, he dreamed of the edges of old palaces, the scent of centuries-old dust, the sound of footsteps bouncing off period stairways. That child, today, stopped daydreaming. He found his castle. It is not a castle with towers and moats, but it is much more: it is located in Piazza Armerina. That handful of noble houses squeezed around the Norman mass of the man...