At dawn a small and strange voice interrupted my sleep. "Please, draw me a sheep." I blinked. The voice came from the mouth of a small and charming prince. Foxes, roses and princes are hidden among the stars. The hidden things are the most beautiful. A pilot, whose plane crashed in the heart of the desert, wakes up one morning and sees a small child in front of him, coming out of bed. "Please, draw me a sheep," the child asks. The pilot pulls out a pencil and paper, and thus begins a magical story about the secrets of the most important things in life. There are few books that have gained such a special status in the world as "The Little Prince". I have to do it.
