On the brink of death, Raimundo relives one last memory: the day he watched his father perform a ritual binding life to death.
This film comes from a deeply personal place. The past has always been my greatest creative engine, and childhood represents a time before time. A phase when we felt immortal, when the world had a purity that adulthood never fully recovers. Through the eyes of a man at the end of his life, I want to explore the comfort that childhood memories offer. Not nostalgia, but something deeper: the catharsis of remembering a moment when the world embraced us without hesitation, before doubt entered our lives. There is a spiritual, transformative power in that return.