Bambert lives alone in his attic home. He feels out of place in the world and finds solace in the characters he creates in his stories.

One day, he decides to send his eleven stories out into the world, to find their own (true) setting.

He attaches them to paper balloons and sends them out on a windy night.

The eleventh story is blank. Bambert hopes it will write itself. Gradually the stories return, with postmarks from all round the world.

But Bambert's life-work is not complete until the return of the eleventh story, the fate of which is still unknown...