Synopsis

Jacopo knows the novels of the famous Lionel Kronenberg by heart, and it was from that passion that his desire to become a writer was born. A dream that, unfortunately, he had to put on hold, shattered by a cruel twist of fate that life played on him. So, when he finds himself chaperoning Kronenberg at a literary festival, he doesn't have high expectations: he's just happy to meet him. But he turns out to be grumpy and unfriendly. It seems as if nothing can break down his defenses, not even the deep admiration Jacopo shows him. Behind the writer, however, is a man. A man with a secret he doesn't want to reveal. Because even those who live by words can decide to use only some of them, consigning others to oblivion. Yet, telling one's stories, sometimes, isn't a conscious act, but a primal need. An instinct that breaks down every barrier. The only way to make sense of the chaos of reality. Kronenberg hadn't expected it to happen at that precise moment, and Jacopo wasn't ready to be swept away by that tornado of truth. Now all he has to do is pick up his pen again and face the most hidden part of himself. Only then can he learn to live. But it takes courage. The courage of a good author. Only then can a masterpiece be born.