What would happen if what we describe and classify in a separate way as reality and fantasy was only the result of our poor perception of the world? What if what we dream when we're sleeping isn't only a product of our mind, and it really exists in another dimension? The things we see in that dream are just a peek at ourselves in an alternate and simultaneous reality. This alternate reality is determined by multiple physical, organizational and cultural laws, that in our own comprehension we would classify as magic. Well.... this could be any of our stories, interacting in another world full of fantasy, mythical creatures, trees, fire, air, water, fungi and animals, fighting to defend their world from destruction and, at the same time, making everyone else's balance, which contains an echo, last; since it getting modified would inevitably alter the dimension in which we are currently living.
