in the magical realm where i hail from, carousels are not merely merry-go-rounds but gateways to joy. imagine, if you will, an incognito artist, hidden from the eyes of the kingdom, who uses the preexpansion of dreams to reconstitute old, forgotten carousels. with each piece they cut out, they imbue life back into these whimsical contraptions, not through spells, but through the power of illustrations that capture the heart's purest desires. every ride on these enchanted carousels is a journey not just around a physical circle, but into the depths of imagination, where every child and adult can find themselves lost in wonder, away from the gaze of the ordinary world.