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I had heard rumors about this monastery by an elder of the village, then, from the “FAI” website I found it among the places to save.
Given my huge passion for  religious structures and read in the newspapers of a meeting organized to discuss this place a little later, I decided to go there as soon as possible.
It is easy, because it dominates the hill in front of the village. From a distance makes a crazy effect, with its three arches, huge and surrounded by clouds.
The climb that came across the village would take us right up in front, but we wont to attract attention, and decide to take the side road which is more hidden and less busy.
We arrive at the entrance of the church, under the three arches that you see from afar, all boarded up with wooden doors, but we simple decide to squeeze out from under.

The entry is then easy enough, we are now in a church of considerable size, totally uncovered, of great scenic impact, surviving the side walls, with a few painted discolored by time, the cross, and the altar with a beautiful rose window on the back.
On the sides, there are two doors, also decorated with frescoes and written, of which one certainly led to a bell tower, but now is unusable because walled, while the other comes out in a small chapel, all full of frescoes.
We take some pictures and then we head to the monastery, where there is a small courtyard with a well, but the whole building is propped up and in danger of collapse. We move carefully, in the ground floor is not much left, some room also in bad conditions, but now little remains of frescoes, we take pictures in every room, the light coming from the windows spreads a magical atmosphere. This still the old kitchen with fireplace and an arched vault, as well as another room with floral blue.

Not much else, then go up to the upper floors. From the corridors, the open windows give to the country, and it seems to be in a crib, so the place is charming, full of small rooms, all empty, each of a different color, and I take this opportunity also to take pictures to corridors and the bell tower, because from here you can see it completely.
We try at all costs to climb to the tower, but really there’s no way, all doors are walled, so we return to the church, and look to the underground passages, but we decided not to risk, given the danger of the place, and that even the underground are shored, while the roof of the monastery was temporarily covered with sheets of corrugated iron … do not know how much it will resist, it’s really in bad shape and we really hope they do something to save it .

I am looking for a bit of information on internet, it turns out that it is dated 1500, that in 1600 a plague decimated the inhabitants and an earthquake in 1700  destabilized the structure, as long as, in the Napoleonic period, the monastery was finally suppressed .

Restored in 1840, he returned for a while in use to the monks, and then take the most diverse uses, including the cultivation of silkworms and shelter for the refugees until the ’60s.
Since then he has not been used and has remained at the mercy of time. Today, there is a renovation project.

Who knows if it will save this place, we feel fortunate to be able to see it, imagining what it was in his time and makning treasure of the emotions that certain forgotten places can transmit.