Nino Zano suffers from a severe form of insomnia.
His works are in essence nothing more than a call to the fearful
God from Lemnos and child of Night, Sleep. The sleepless
"scribe" assumed that the sluggish and slowing engraving of
letters would eventually put him to sleep. Then the fearful god
would finally come to wrap him in his wings, after first
sprinkling him with his -soaked by the dew of oblivion- branch.
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