צפו בסרטון מצויר בחינם The Boarding House

It was snowing outside, and I was sitting on the chair in my room at the boarding house, listening to some pieces of music, when I had this dream. No! It was not a dream. It was a feeling of unconscious imagination while you know that you are conscious about what you see. "Well, why not? This sounds perfect for an animated documentary" I said to myself, waking up from the daydream.