What if a single lost book could unravel an entire empire’s legacy? Deep in the foothills of Northern Italy, in the late fifteenth century, the San Zeno monastery was a bastion of quiet scholarship and profound silence. Imagine a lone monk, his quill scratching against vellum by the faint, flickering light of a tallow candle. The air is thick with the scent of beeswax, old ink, and the cold sto...
