“I see the world slowly turning into a desert, I hear the increasing noise of the rumble approaching, it will kill us too, I participate in the pain of a million people, and yet, when I look at the sky, I think that everything will turn out well in the end, that also this merciless cruelty will come to an end, and that peace and serenity will be back in this world.”

Text by Irene Cohen-Janca
Illustrations by Maurizio A.C. Quarello
Orecchio Acerbo