I will tell you a story. A true story, even though I am a fairy. Because our life is like yours. Even if many do not believe us. Even if we often hide behind an invisible cloak. If you pull back our airy veil for a moment, you will see that we are there. Next to you. My name is Anasa. Because my parents say that the wind brought me blowing gently. I was born in Smyrna. A magical city in Asia Minor. From the beautiful, peaceful life in Smyrna to the flames of war, destruction, and refuge, Anasa tells us a true, nostalgic story that sometimes resembles a fairy tale for children and adults, and sometimes a song that was never forgotten.