Then, when silence once again reigned supreme over the high pastures and hillsides, and over the peaks lost in the sky, some people erected votive memorials with conviction, renouncing further wars. Meanwhile, mourning for the victims, often nameless, was expressed by lovingly burying the fallen, all brothers in death. Opposite the "Emperor's Fortresses" (Doss del Sommo, Sommo Alto, Cherle, Belvedere, Luserna, Verle, Pizzo di Vezzena) stood "The Sentinels of the Kingdom," namely the Italian forts of Campomolon, Cornolò, Casa Ratti, Punta Corbin, Campolongo, and Verena. For those who wish to walk the paths of history, which include the old western Italian front and, in particular, the pre-Alpine mountains overlooking the Astico and Posina valleys, it is still possible to stumble upon the ruins of these heavily damaged military structures, often destroyed by heavy artillery or blown up during the tragic days of the Strafexpedition. And while today only a few remnants of walls remain of Cornolò, nestled between the Posina and Rio Freddo valleys, protecting Arsiero, a visit to the ruins of Forte Campomolon, located at 1,853 meters above sea level to counter the fortresses of Folgaria, allows one to appreciate the architectural grandeur of its structures, allowing a glimpse, in the battery block, of the series of four armored domes. Further down, in the middle Astico Valley, at an altitude of 350 meters, amid increasingly lush and wild vegetation, one can glimpse the remains of Fort "Casa Ratti." Once equipped with three revolving cupolas and armed with three 149G cast-iron cannons and five machine guns, it is overlooked by the rocky ridge of the Tonezza Plateau. From the mountain village, one climbs to Mount Cimone, a sacred site. The broadleaf forests do not entirely conceal the ancient walkways, trenches, or the complex network of tunnels. The crater, carved by the Austrian mine that exploded on September 23, 1916, is surmounted by the bold spire of the ossuary that watches over the sleep of many fallen soldiers. The gaze sweeps towards horizons where the war is only a memory: the ducal horn of Caviojo and the Neutra peak, with its characteristic helical tunnel, the majestic Priaforà, with its rock caves, seem to watch over the world of the valleys, dotted with villages and districts where time has not stopped, breaking the plots and stories of our history, to be rediscovered with memory, never with myth.