E il naufragar mè dolce in questo mare

An ancestral and magical ritual is performed every year in a village lapped by the sea and the sun on a late summer night that smells of salt and wild flowers A memory for one night A memory that tastes like home What if there was someone who didnt just want to remember but relive It should seek answers in that sea which is memory heart tears and vortex This is Robertas journey a return home to nostalgia to loss A return that is at the same time a new beginning