In the wind of abstractions, the contours of the hero and the author begin to emerge. The world, as seen through the eyes of an artist living on the outskirts of a village, becomes a symbol of intersecting paths, where space and time dissolve into the fog of an alternate reality, and voices merge into a single body of thought. Does the hero truly exist? Does the author? The slow, meandering narrative is abruptly interrupted by a return. But to where? Which is the dream, and which is the reality?