"No, buddy. I'm not going back. This is my home now."

Far from the concrete of Athens, between Karavoupoli and the Sea of the King Fisherman, there is Anya, a beach where it is always summer. And there would be many things that young Orpheus would do there if he spent his vacation with his father, the Seagull who defeated the Great Wolf. He would get into mischief with the craziest friends, acquire a totem guardian, fall in love with an Elf on the night of the full moon, and fight with Werewolves for the sake of beautiful girls in a forgotten disco. He would search for Mermaids at dawn, for ghosts in the Noon Forest, and for paths leading to the Forbidden Mountain. Or he might just laze around all day by the sea and play guitar by the fire with his friends, Orestes, the Triplets, and the other kids at night.

But what a pity. Orpheus is not in Anya. He spends the summer in Athens, in the heatwave and at the cram school, without company and without vacation, while his mother is preparing to marry the most unbearable guy one could have for a stepfather.

But one July afternoon, the Crazy Irishman arrives, for one purpose only: to take Orpheus and travel with him to distant Anya. And there, at the end of this incredible journey, the dream becomes reality and the vacation begins in a truly unforgettable summer full of blunders, adventures, and challenges ready to blow everything up.

Anya. A humorous adventure of epic proportions that combines fantasy literature with the Greek summer and youthful vacations. A hymn to friendship, freedom, imagination, nostalgia, teenage craziness, and summer flings.