A father and son live alone in a cottage in the woods. They hardly ever go out. Each new day resembles the one before and is shaped by the son’s rituals, which the father tries to observe.
Everything freezes and listens: residents, houses, ancient chestnuts - the old residents of these places. What news does the wind bring them through the waters of the mountain river?
If we climb to the highest point of the city, we will find ourselves near the entrance to the ancient cemetery of the Holy Gates. There, between the white sculptures and slabs, the only inhabitants of this island of oblivion scurry about - cats. What are they able to see in the children's eyes looking at them from the tombstone?
