So the tale is born.

Having, thanks to free time, the opportunity to realize all my dreams and ideas in life, I'm tired. But this weariness is pleasant. And when you fall asleep, you see dreams that have a continuation. Your fantasies, your created or still unfinished figures, arts and crafts, dolls, and paintings, they live, and say with you, sending the that them is lacking, any images, of paints, the plots. So the tale is born.