The Miracles of Antichrist

on her way to Diam

ad driven up the beautiful road over the lower slopes of Etna, circling round the mount

n her sorrow. Even when it began to grow light, she would not lift her eyes to look out. It was n

nte; this is to be y

y. Behind the mountain the sun was rising, and when the upper edge of the sun’s disc appeared above t

ed her to look a

ed mountain chain, which surrounds Etna like

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er direction. It was not that

ck valley. There the ground shone like velvet, and the

ot turn her eyes in

rning light and encircled by a crown of shady palms. On its summit she saw a town flanked with tow

s arm and asked her if it was a re

tain that no mortal had ever passed up the path that from the edge of the valley went in great curves o

ed her that the earth still held all this beauty for her. She had believed that, since it had been the scene of

ere a sanctuary. And it seemed to her as if this town co