Do you know how a legend is born?
From a true story.
The dynamic is roughly that of a very common child's game: the wireless telephone.
Do you remember it? 10 children stand next to each other, a sentence is whispered from the first to the neighbor's ear and so on; at the last it will not come true to the original, but undergoing an arbitrary modification.
The same thing happened (and still happens due to the word of mouth of visitors to the Rocca) with the story of Guendalina. To avoid, therefore, confused conclusions, we tell you his story.
F ily of a certain Ugolinuccio or Uguccione, feudal lord of Montebello in 1375, was the protagonist of a sad piece of news.
It was June 21 of that distant year when, in the snowfield of the old fortress, the child disappeared and was never found again.
The pen of a seventeenth-century collector of stories thus stopped, on paper, the long flight of what was already a legend: Azzurrina.
Hence, therefore, the nickname of Guendalina and its suggestion, from a 'real' phenomenon which, if seen more closely, turns out to be the result of a dye that has come off badly, because the girl was born, in reality, with white hair: albino.
The diversity of the other is something that not infrequently scares man, today as in the past. The suspicion then, taken to the extreme, sometimes leads to believe in extreme remedies. Eliminating the different and with it what it represents can be seen as a solution.
It was then, to defend (or hide) the daughter that the parents dyed her hair, but the white of albinism does not retain the color, it reacts to the pigment becoming blue. This explains the 'strange' case and the appellation linked to it.
Yet the fascination it still exerts on the many visitors to the Castle, on the producers of television broadcasts, on the simple curious, remains hidden in the mystery.
What drives so many people to walk the winding streets of the millenary cliff, to finally reach the Rocca di Mons Belli? To find out, let's go back to our seventeenth-century manuscript and continue reading:
We are in 1990, the Castle has been open as a museum for just a year, nevertheless, the legend is already in the public domain. There are those who immediately take sides to support it blindly, those who contest it, many fear it, others laugh at it, but everyone talks about it.
Then, on June 21 of that year, sound engineers interested in these episodes made the first recordings. The equipment is sophisticated. All frequencies are engraved. In the studio we proceed to listen: thunder, a violent roar of rain, then ... a sound.
The legend continues to amaze scholars and researchers, images are added in the following years and research continues ...
Tourists visiting the Rocca are made to listen to all the recordings. The reactions still remain the most diverse, if not downright conflicting. To some it seems like a child's cry, to others a laugh, many say they hear a voice, they can distinguish a word, many others say they hear us neither more nor less than wind and rain in the storm.
Leaving the interpretation free, we invite you to the Castle, so that you too can form a personal judgment.
"... he had sky-colored eyes and light hair with blue reflections ..."
"... and it is said that, at the end of the summer solstice of every five years, a sound coming from that underground tunnel is still heard."