
Atmosphere: A starry sky, a needle and thread of pure light. At midnight on Thursday, the sky becomes thinner. If you look closely, you can see the Storyteller sitting on the roof and patching holes in people's dreams. During the day, people often tear their desires against the sharp corners of reality, against harsh words and disbelief. He takes a thread spun from moonlight and makes stitches. “Why are you doing this?” a passerby asked him. “Tomorrow they will tear them again.” “Maybe,” the Storyteller smiled. “But with each patch I make, the dream grows stronger. And one day it will become so strong that it will be able to protect its owner from any storm. Lesson of midnight: Your belief in miracles is that very thread. Don’t be afraid to patch your dreams again and again.