Blue Mesa Review
“Straining her eyes one last time over the Ceiling, she saw, in the upper right corner of the Deluge, a large white hole. During the 1797 Castel Sant’Angelo explosion, the plaster had crumbled off, leaving a blank that the restorers couldn’t fill. When she rested her eyes in the emptiness, blurred colors swirled in her peripheral vision. But she knew what the blank had contained, knew about the discovery of an eighteenth century engraving that had reproduced the missing image: a bolt of lightning, the wrath of God, destroying his great work in order to create it anew.”
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