I know a word that has a magic sound just like a rustling of the autumn leaves…

…it just happens to be the result of a little magic that otherwise would have no name,
but needs one to be given.
Chatting at the door even though it is now getting dark…

To find yourself around a table with little to offer and create a great banquet of voices,
songs and laughter.

Adventure into a world of haziness knowing that the coziness of a warm fire awaits your return.

Sparking a match that will warm you without burning, just like those of the fireplace and of caring hugs.

We have given this special magic a name, we call it: Farfilò.
And we also use the name Farfiò for another thing.
Remember that we are always a small thread of a bigger story.

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