This is a tale about small unimportant things happening to small unimportant people, hence despite appearances, it's a lot more coherent with our reality than one might think at first. Keep an open mind and you might actually find yourself in one of the characters or the animals, perhaps even in the scenery, as you dive into the story of three young rascals seeking adventure and usually finding trouble while navigating through a mysterious universe full of strange characters, troubled entities, rude animals and sentient plantlife.

Pollen

Plato was confortably laying in the seat of the chair, which rocked softly, despite the fact the field was being swept by a very strong wind. Minan was suddenly distracted by a very loud sound, similar to the crack of thunder and when he looked up at the sky he saw it was colored in a shade of red. From time to time dark rims of mist seemed to be creeping through the bloody sky, like the waves of a worried ocean, disturbing the position of the few pinkish clouds and producing thunderous sounds. 


'I'm so glad you made it! Why don't you have a seat?' said Plato. His voice sounded like that of an elderly man, the tone was business-like. 


See you