Chasing Dreams in the Cold Window

In 1986, five rural teenagers stole a box of wax paper and started a hand-engraved literary magazine called "Spring Dream". Little did they know that the magazine would cease operations in a year and the five people would go their separate ways. Little did they know that thirty years later, they would recite each poem under a half-dead old sycamore tree with the burned pages of the manuscript. This is a story about poetry, about ideals, and about teenagers. It is also a story about you, about me, and about every ordinary person who has ever believed in something. "Spring Dream Literary Society" - Spring Dream has no trace, but we have dreamed it before. That's enough.