FORAIN LUMIERES
It could be a town fair. From a small one, probably. In France? It should happen in the hot spring of 1937. In the last days, those that smell of summer and absences. There would be a balloon seller who would win the affection of all the children who dream of flying. And there would be a boy. He could be in charge of turning on the streetlights, (although surely if you ask him for a butterfly, he invents it for you). And we need something else... some ingredient for it to become a beautiful love story full of surprises... That! Thus, while the boy walks, he dreams of butterflies that help him fly and contemplate with her the lanterns and the lights of the fair.
Yeah! Foreign Lumières.