By Anne Rice
In this enchanting novel, the acclaimed writer of The Vampire Chronicles and the Lives of the Mayfair Witches makes genuine for us the beautiful and otherworldly society of the eighteenth-century castrati, the fragile and welcoming male sopranos whose sleek our bodies and excellent voices introduced them the adulation of the royal courts and grand opera homes of Europe, males who lived as idols, concealing their ache as they have been loved as angels, but avoided as half-men.
As we're drawn into their darkish and luminous tale, because the crowds of Venetians, Neopolitans, and Romans, noblemen and peasants, musicians, prelates, princes, saints, and intriguers swirl round them, Anne Rice brings us into the sweep of eighteenth-century Italian existence, into the decadence underneath the shimmering floor of Venice, the wild frivolity of Naples, and the magnetic terror of its shadow, Vesuvius. it's a novel that simply Anne Rice may have written, taking us right into a heartbreaking and mesmerizing second in heritage, a time of significant ambition and nice suffering—a story that demanding situations our private photos of the masculine and the female.
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