In the midst of the inescapable lockdown with a child, I decided not to escape or project out, but to do a show for her. A show, where there is a princess and a wolf, a magic mirror, some legs, a puppet theatre and a drunken sailor. Twelve fabric books and three birds. All these characters, who live in our stories, the ones before sleep, as an echo of glorious and sad days, a producer of fear and happiness, and a central vapour for this night brain.