It all started sixteen years ago in Fossa di Lupo. A magical place where the earth, which turns red in the evening and is combed by the wind coming from the Iblei, leans on one side of a road, the SP68. A highway like many others, but with a unique history. It was once made of stone, a little narrower than a path; three thousand years ago it connected Gela to Kamarina, it travelled - as today - the roads of Cerasuolo di Vittoria, and from Caltagirone, it continued for Catania and Lentini. There, squeezed between heaven and earth, the line of that road also marked Arianna Occhipinti's destiny.