A visual essay about the power and tenderness of the wind, which weaves through the world from all sides.
A young girl wakes up in her bedroom. The day begins lazily and gently. The woman's body is woven from the wind that sweeps her into the waking city. The calm breeze turns into an unpleasant wind, the breath of the people in the subway turns red and the storm gradually sprouts in the heart of the city. This magical tale on the edge of dream and reality is a swirling memento of the world's transience and a melancholic haze of the hidden beauty of common life.