As if she wasn’t there, indifferent to the boredom of the children around her, the teacher continues to write a poem by Camões on the blackboard. Valéria, Simão, Tomás and André exchange a glance and leave without anyone noticing it. They start running. Nobody can run like children. Run, run tirelessly. Unknown landscapes, adventurous places, and… Nature: a new and intense place. Much too new, much too intense. Have Valeria and her companions left the classroom or awoken inside a dream?