The Ghosts of Orsini

He had long unlearned how to feel fear. He lived by clearly established plans and rules, not allowing himself to feel pity and compassion, not thinking about others. He was proud of his impenetrability. He considered himself not a killer, but a victor who did what he had to do, until a young girl showed him his true face. She became his oasis, fleeting like a mirage, beautiful like a dream, and the very weakness that Dino Orsini could not afford.