An elliptic tale traces a route towards a silenced trauma, a film that tells more with what it hides that what it shows. We are in the north of Peru, on the same mountainsides as Herzog’s Fitzcarraldo, and the government has betrayed its agreements with the Awajun natives, handing over their lands to a mining company. A tale of violence that includes all ingredients: chaos, lies and silence. Based on this, a filmmaker attempts to recompose the tale of what happened through complementary slides.