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Devils, devils and devilry in Romagna

In the folk tales of Romagna is an important place devoted to fairies.
A study published in 1927 by Nino Massaroli (''Devils, devils and devilish in Romagna'') is almost always the fairy,''which blooms in the novels of the fireplace from Romagna, in the form of an old, old lady, clean, neat, nice-looking housewife and grandmother of (...) It has a precise and gentle office, a precise task: to destroy the evil witch, defending genes targeted by creatures of evil, the monsters of the night (...) The fairies Romagna like to show themselves in small ways (...) The fairy Romagna lives in the chimney, on oak Hague in the haystack pignattini ''( Rising to the threshing barn Romagnolo the conical shape of a shaft inside the rectum, on top of which put a urinal or a pignattino to ward off witches.)
Fairies Romagna exempt security especially to newborn babies. To receive their good luck charms as it was necessary to perform various rituals to offer'' pink or white bread buns (...) during their passage, which in many places of the Alpe di Romagna, is the eve of the dead, or the night of Christmas or Epiphany, or recite parol faldédi''(fairy words)''as well as formulas of invocation in Romagna Tuscany used to say to appease the fairy in the morning to travel, and who still lives in the mouths of children Romagna: Turan, Turan -
Reply to who is calling you -
are the queen of beauty -
of heaven and earth -
of happiness and good-hearted''

the fairies and then dedicated a story set in the hills between Faenza and Castrocaro:
''Under Mount Sassone, next to the ruins of the castle Pré Mora (Mora Stone) in the bank on the cliff spungone the chasm of the Rio Samoggia , in the hills upstream of Faenza and Castrocaro in the area of \u200b\u200bthe ancient border demarcation between the land of the Pope and that of the Grand Duchy, the four caves are carved out of the fairies (also called busa - hole - and camaraz - cameraccie). This stone was a wonderful building, in distant millennia Fairy deserted him when the man no longer believed to poetry, but they left as a pledge of the return, their magical gold frames, on which the soul weaves songs that nobody knows! And why did not the man his prey, they trusted the guard looms a snake that hisses and threats with a breath rushes into the abyss thieves climbing, when the doors never tried inviolable.'' [ L. de Nardis,''''The Footer, 1925 ]