FATA (Fire/Air/Earth/Water) was my magic dream during the Quarantine. I dreamed of flying with the elements and merging with them.
Within the white walls of a room, FATA was the only portkey to Freedom, until: I saw Sardinia again.
FATA speaks through our senses, it is the intrinsic nature of man that leads us to elevate ourselves, even when we are forced to limited mobility. Truth dwells within us. The Moon, Queen of the Fairies, nobody can take it away from us.