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The hoax took place in Florence in about 1409... The victim was a carpenter named Manetto, known as Il Grasso, "the Fat Man." Manetto specialized in carving ebony and owned a shop in the Piazza San Giovanni, not far from Filippo [Brunelleschi]'s house. He was prosperous and good-natured, but one day had the misfortune of incurring Filippo's ire after missing a social gathering. Never one to resist retaliation, Filippo resolved to exact his revenge for this perceived slight by persuading a wide cast of characters to convince Manetto that he had metamorphosed into someone else....
As Manetto closed his shop one evening, Filippo went to his house near the cathedral, picked the lock, slipped inside, and barred the door behind him. When Manetto arrived a few minutes later, he rattled the door and then, to his alarm, heard what sounded like his own voice (in fact, Filippo doing an impersonation) ordering him to go away. This impersonation was so convincing that eh retreated in bewilderment into the Piazza San Giovanni. There he met Donatello, who inexplicably addressed him as Matteo, and shortly afterward a bailiff, who likewise hailed him as Matteo and then promptly arrested him for debt. He was taken to the Stinche prison, where his name was entered in the jail book as Matteo. Even his fellow prisoners--all of them party to Filippo's prank--addressed him by this alien name.
The carpenter spent a sleepless night, fretting over events but solacing himself with the thought that he was merely a victim of mistaken identity. This comfort evaporated the next morning when two strangers--the brothers of the real Matteo--arrived at the prison and claimed him as their kin. They paid his debt and liberated him, though not before chastising him for his supposed gambling and profligate living. More bewildered now than ever, he was escorted to Matteo's home on the other side of Florence, near Santa Felìcita, where his protests that he was not Matteo, but Manetto, appeared to fall on deaf ears.... He was then put to sleep with a potion supplied by Filippo and carried, unconscious, back across the river to his own home. He was laid on his bed in a reversed position, with his head at the foot and his feet at the head.
Awakening many hours later, the poor carpenter was confused not merely by his position on the bed but also by the disarray of his house, for his tools had been completely rearranged. His perplexity grew with the arrival of Matteo's brothers... greeting him as Manetto and relating the curious story of how the previous evening their brother Matteo conceived the fantastic notion that he was someone else. The story was soon confirmed by Matteo himself--the real one--who arrived at Manetto's house to describe his puzzling dream of having been a carpenter. The disarray of the house was explained by the fact that in his dream Matteo noticed how his tools were out of order and in need of rearrangement.
Source: Brunelleschi's Dome, Ross King
What the hell was going on in 15th-century Florence. You miss a party and get elaborately mindfucked by a pissed-off goldsmith and his buddy Donatello. Manetto ended up moving to Hungary over this and who can blame him
"The Old Gods are long gone, and in their place stand shadow and Darkness.
Tempestuous, towering, unforgiving, self-serving. Only Dark Gods rule here, in a Reborn World where nothing is eternal; where Radiance is unliving.
When the Light lost the Divines War, the Omens tore apart Solitude's Soul, and ripped Her Vessel into nothingness. As She died, all that was left behind was a decaying, dying world, and the Dark Gods who now ruled over it. Ruination had come.
However, the Dark Gods would eventually realize their folly. What purpose was there in reigning over a dead world? And once this world had completely dissipated, would the Dark Gods, too, disappear with it? The Omens had abandoned them, there was no escape from Solitude; the Dark Gods were on their own. Some would revel in this chaos, some didn't care, and some despaired.
It was from alliance of Three, known as the Triumvirate, that a plan to save the world was devised. Using the last Vestiges of Light that remained in this world, the Triumvirate took the body of slain Diona, Goddess of Light, and infused in her their own Wills, Souls, and Power, and brought new life into her at the cost of their own fading energies.
From this was created a new Soul Vessel, which the born-again Goddess carried, until it hatched into Nerasûn, the Dark Sun, and Vessel of the new Worldsoul; pieced together from fractured memories to create a new world from its own.
As it sprang to life, Nerasûn siphoned the energies and power of all the Dark Gods, and has continued to slowly do so to maintain itself indefinitely, and to keep the Ruination at bay. Some of the Dark Gods would consider this a betrayal, and held onto this grudge forever after.
The Reborn World entered the Abyssal Age, and Solitude's Ruination was halted ...for now.
For 500 years, the enduring and returned mortal denizens of these darkened realms would face many tribulations, as they struggle even to this day to survive in a world unfit for life. The Dark Gods themselves, weaker from the existence of Nerasûn, bicker endlessly over how to maintain the fragile balance of this world, or wish to defy the siphoning of their precious energies.
From Dark Kingdoms and Fading Lands, in the secret, whispering voice of Omens, the Dark Gods plot and plan against each other, to ensure that if it came down to it, they would remain as last to survive in whatever new Great Conflict or Tribulation to come."
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"The Old Gods are long gone, and in their place stand shadow and Darkness. Tempestuous, towering, unforgiving, self-serving. Only Dark Gods
The children's show villain is a figure who sadly is not seen outside the children's show. There are few stock characters who as succinctly declare, from sheer stage presence, "the world is unloveable and it is painful to live here; that which delights mankind is like ash on my tongue" without being too fucking whiny about it.
“this place feels soulless endless and utterly inescapable and i can feel the secondhand misery of the people that live here. perfect place for a guy on a horse of sorts”
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