Sleep and oblivion of past. lives. Ancestral voices of men and animals. The wind caresses the forefathers' land. Performance ritual and old nursery rhyme let the memories free in the woods named “Carpenine”. Look up and you'll see witches riding butterflies in the night.

Experimental video with visual effects.

Nursery rhyme: "Ring.a-ring o’ roses, A pocketful of posies. A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down".