Details of ancient dolls, dusty and worn, begin to surface In an ancient city.
In a magical and surreal atmosphere, between dream and reality, childhood memories begin to issue. The dolls are a metaphor for childhood, of play and lightheartedness.
It's an immersive journey into memory, it's a step backwards to be reborn. At the same time it's a dream that slowly dissolves, stands now the bitter realization that time is inexorably gone. It's a death of childhood, but also the triumph of his immortality. Through the dreamlike journey, you regain possession of the child as a condition of mind and way of being.