Stories for dreaming: the skinny horse and others…

“Stories for Dreaming” were born in the home of a humble and very united family. Every night, after returning tired from work, I would come home and my little daughter Odalys, only four years old, would wait for me with a big smile. Her favorite time of the day was when I put her to bed and told her a bedtime story. One night, while I was telling her a story, something unexpected happened. Just before I f inished, Odalys looked at me and said very confidently: “And the wolf came and ate it… Tell me one that I don’t know, daddy!” At that moment I understood something very important: my daughter already knew all the stories I told her. So I decided to invent new stories just for her. I began to imagine different characters, adventures and endings, and little by little I began to write them. This is how “Stories for Dreaming” was born: from the love of a father, from the imagination of a girl and from those magical moments before sleeping.