Video script prompt

After dinner, Toma built a fort in the corner of the living room. Two chairs held up a blue blanket, and inside he placed three pillows, a toy rabbit, and a small lamp. "This is the Fort of Dreams," he announced. He crawled inside, and the busy world became quiet behind the blanket. The clock became a sleepy drum. The refrigerator became a distant boat. The wind at the window became a soft lullaby. Toma hugged the rabbit close. "Where shall we go tonight?" he asked. The rabbit pointed through a little opening in the blanket. Beyond it lay a meadow made of clouds. Silver butterflies rested on flowers. A blue pond reflected the stars. A path of moonlight stretched ahead, and nothing in the meadow needed to be hurried. Toma and the rabbit followed the path. Their steps were quiet. The clouds beneath their feet were soft, and the air smelled like warm milk and clean blankets. Soon, Toma felt sleepy. He lay down on the pillows, and the blue blanket became a warm roof above him. The little lamp glowed like a friendly star. His mother came to say goodnight. Toma closed his eyes, and the Fort of Dreams carried him gently into the cloud meadow until morning. The rabbit found a cloud shaped like a wide sofa. Toma sat down, and the cloud gently lifted his feet. They watched tiny dream-birds glide through the purple sky without making a sound. When Toma returned to the fort, the living room was still there, but it felt softer than before. He knew the fort would remember the meadow, even after he woke.