Charlotte

“…if you had opened your window that night from the castle, you would have enjoyed a true spectacle. She was standing beneath the vastness of the sky, just a sliver above the grass, brushing against it with a generous thin dress, barefoot. Swinging her hips and putting her arms up, she was getting into a tender dance, caressing the flower buds, brushing the ground, the tree barks and the wet leaves of the night.”

While graduating in International Relations, Emanuela was writing short stories and poems to make her sisters laugh. She discovered this passion when she was eight, hand-in-hand with her favourite authors: Roald Dahl, Raymond Queneau and Alexandre Dumas.