In a deep split between two mountains, a city lives. She is called Ottavia: she is suspended, abrupt to the rock with strings and chains, cradled by the wind; His inhabitants support him every breath and every frank, and the youngest challenge the sky with bold acrobatics over the thin rope bridges. The little shame has always lived there, and has always knows that the suspended city lives by the exchange with Zora, its mighty neighbor, the stone city: but suddenly the communication ceases, the fortress tax. And a bad awakening per octavia. His quiet is interrupted, his shock inhabitants. You have to find out what happened, but adults are disturbed, worried. And it is therefore shimed to offer volunteer: but as soon as it touches the land in the basket of the exchange, the archers of guard to the blind walls of Zora strike all their arsenal of arrows on him. Schivo manages to escape, but knows that the explanation of the mystery is within those impregnable walls; And he also knows that something terrible has taken over the city, something that, as a perfidious spell, can be broken only by courage, from determination and blood.