How beautiful is your description of this place that seems to have emerged from the lines of history to take us on a journey between the ages sometimes beauty lies in unexpected places, like a message from time telling us that there are secrets and dreams hidden away from the usual routes.

The palace I described is not just a stone building, but a story etched in time, witnessing the passage of generations in colours: Black and white photographs have different meanings: The first highlights life and details and the second reveals the soul and essence, as if we are looking at the essence of things, when we turn a blind eye to the colours.

I believe that true fine art lies in how we look at the things. It is not important which one we prefer. So but what we see inside when we look at it talking about fellings.

I eagerly await your next post to delve deeper into the magic of this unique place.