Across northern Italy, some of the oldest stones in the region hold secrets from a distant past, where children were interred with reverence and ceremony.
The path through the woods above Roppolo is carpeted in copper leaves, and the winter light falls thin through the bare chestnuts.
I climb slowly, following no signs, only the old knowledge that sacred places choose high ground. Below, Lake Viverone holds its grey stillness, keeping whatever secrets sleep in the silt of its pile-dwelling past. Up here, the air tastes of moss and time moving differently.
Then the stone appears.
They call it the Roc dla Regina—the Queen’s Rock—and it crouches in the leaf litter like something that has always been here, long before the trees, long before the village below learned its current name. Moss covers it in patches of shocking green against =>>> Continue reading this story: https://exegi.substack.com/p/italys-child-queens-sealed-in-stone
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