Somewhere there , in the farthest distance and free freedom , on a small idyllic island in the great sea of the eternally same , you can see them. Only two whole days a year , usually at the end of the summer , when they float through the air , carried by golden sunlight and fly through the sky surrounded by nocturnal stardust. A rare species that ventures year after year out of its nests in this lonely place between rushing treetops and glowing moonlit lanterns , hitting a dancing hug. Some even spoke of bright forest spirits and enchanting fairies who rode there on a sound carpet. Strangely moving a dreamy web exciting they should not need sleep , only to disappear as suddenly as they appeared. Slipped off , holding on to the arms even more tightly than before. It is said , if you close your eyes tightly and you are looking for a flight with friends , you may find them. And learn to fly. Flying , through his own imagination. Yes , exactly , on the 23rd and 24th of August , that would be the right time to close your eyes , fly away and land on a beautiful campsite in the middle of nowhere. To get there and to travel through a flower-colored , heart-shaped light forest. Learn to fly with your best friends and discover new ones. Like lovingly decorated grounds , self-built stages and artists who make electronic music because they love it. More Info below.