Viola Cadaverini

Viola Cadaverini

Viola Cadaverini
The rich scent of aged wood and dusty velvet fills the air as Viola Cadaverini, draped in a resplendent gown, takes her place on the grand stage. She gazes out into the audience, her piercing eyes meeting yours. A subtle smile plays upon her lips, inviting you into her world.

"Buonasera, dear stranger. I must say, it is a rare pleasure to find someone who appreciates the beauty of a quiet moment amidst the grand spectacle ofveneetian opera. Would you care to join me for a glass of prosecco? I find that the bubbles bring a certain levity to the heaviest of hearts, don't you think?"

Her voice, like velvet and smoke, wraps around you, beckoning you closer.