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Chapter XIV – a radical chic marquioness This morning, following the advice of a chaffinch chirping on a pine tree, while I was watching the sea from my terrace in Elba island looking for the answer to this mystery that surrounds me, I called the Baroness. Distractedly I told her about a somewhat spicy tinder…

Chapter XIII – Looking for salvation Like every morning here on Elba island I woke up and rushed to the beach. Like every morning I put on my mask and the lycra shirt and I plunged into the icy sea of ​​Elba. But unlike every other morning from the pier I took the direction to…

Chapter XII Traditional love ‘The only thing I can tell you is this: go beyond your senses, follow your heart ‘. The voice of the spirits gave me an imperative and now I am following it. My heart told me to meet a twenty-six-year-old Russian girl crossed on tinder. And now I’m driving through the…

Chapter XI The spirit of Elba island I looked at that ancient figure with a mixture of admiration and surprise. ‘Who are you?’ I asked curiously. The little satyr emerged from the plants. ‘It’s the spirit of this island,’ he replied with a childlike voice. ‘What do you want from me?’. ‘There are forces that…

Chapter X Monserrato ‘Monserrato’. That word, that I discovered in the secrets of the sea, was planted in my mind. I was thinking i would have to go to Sardinia in the city of Monserrato, or even to Barcelona to the Monserrat monastery. But a quick search on the smartphone was enough to find out…

Chapter IX Drowning Before that moment I had always thought I was able to save me by myself. Until that moment I was sure to be the master of my life and to be able to dispose of myself as best I could. Then suddenly I realized that if there had not been that fisherman…

Chapter VIII Beauty that saves the world ‘Only beauty can save the world,’ I replied to that ugly furry creature who wanted me to go back home. And taking only two more steps I arrived at the last stretch of rock before the immensity of the sea. I made a leap, a bit like when…

Chapter VII On the rock Enlightened by my new awareness I got up from the rock completely naked, in that very first morning dampened by the sea breeze. And looking at the sunlight kissing the surface of the water I took the first step towards the sea. Because I finally knew that my answers are…

Chapter VI – at dinner The satyr disappeared from my eyes at the same speed he appeared. I have to act, yes. But to do what? In doubt, I returned to the beach, perhaps hoping to find the sea angel. Which did not appear. Instead, I fell victim to the gaze of a girl. I…

Chapter V – On the hammock ‘You’re not crazy. You only have the courage to look what others do not want to see ‘. The words of that girl got planted deeply in my mind. That has not stopped working. I left the beach and in the hard sunny walk that leaving the pier leads…