Much as I would love to read the entire Decameron, and one day maybe I will (when the sound quality is improved to the point where I no longer sound like a podcastrati… and yes I am working on it!), for now, here’s enough of an excerpt to give you pleasantest of dreams of romance in the time of plague. Besides, it doesn’t get much more hypercritically metatextual, reading a bedtime story that is a bedtime story being read.
Until the day comes when I’m able to read the entire book, when you and I are all up all night tossing with the need for more words (and what a day that’ll be), you can read The Decameron yourselves if you want to pay for it.
Now, please go to bed. You need your rest. Sweet dreams. Don’t eat fowl.
15 thoughts on “The Story of Federigo’s Falcon (Fifth Day, Ninth Tale)”
Such a lovely tale. Now I’m going to have to read the whole damned book. Thanks a lot!
Oops–that last comment was me, not some anonymous passerby.
what a great story, that inspires me to make one
it made me laugh… first i choked, and then i couldn’t stop laughing…
I love this story. It shows the lengths an individual will go in the pursuit of love.
i had to read this book in my english class and i must say that it suck and now im pissed because i have to do a report over it
it was a joke i love the book it made me happy you had better approve the comment before it was a funny ha ha joke and is only for laughs but it really was a good story i love it
your book sucks
t’was so touching…
sacrificing ur most priceless possesion inorder to satisfy others..
from the Decameron : Federigo is Falcon
I love the story of how a man made a sacrifice just to show his genuine love for the girl he loves.
i love this story
i like the story..
Miette, I just want to say that it is always a pleasure to hear you read. Your voice, your accent, your humor all come through. Thank you.