ONDE

Every theater has its ghosts, and if you close your eyes and remain silent, if you concentrate, you can feel them too. You can feel them telling stories of a journey that speaks of love: that feeling which moves all of humanity, a bringer of joy, but also of pain.

That feeling for which it’s worth getting out of bed and fighting every morning, and that when it seems lost, you can find it everywhere: in a grandmother’s “I love you,” behind a shed tear, in a friend’s hug, in a stolen glance, in a loved one reaching out a hand to help you.

Love, when it seems to turn its back on us, is in truth waiting for us, silently, and reappears, knocking at the door in a new form, because yes, if you don’t stop looking for it and believing in it, love truly is everywhere.

Once actors, now ghosts, these young, ever-wandering souls will take you on a journey through love in its many forms, transmitting a message of light and hope. Suspended fragments to make their souls shine in the darkness of a world now studded with wars.