Mihalis Palamas

I. and F. are wandering. They walk. They stop. They talk. They are lost. They remember. They forget. They reappear. They continue. They pass mountains, fields and villages, meet friends, but also strangers. They go on, walking, stopping, talking, disappearing, remembering, forgetting, reappearing. This is their story, through the landscape, the road and the stories of others.

The spell to protect each other. A forest grown from tears, the spell to protect each other, the leaves, the rock and the frog. Witches have always cried on Wednesdays

A man lives in an abandoned factory with an immobile robot child as his only company. Until, with the appearance of a woman from his past, Chaos invades the place.