They set out for France – everyone is looking individually for the right path while sharing their doubts and faith with the others. As well as the stories, both the authentic ones and the ones reflected in the narratives Charles writes in an attempt to immortalize pictures, sounds, aromas and feelings in sentences.
The three of them travel between meetings and stories, roaming freely the roads of France, from Paris down to a vineyard in Provence where they discover their own miniature of paradise, safe from the noise of large cities.
There, they learn they are not alone. All the stories, real and made-up, are connected by a cicada, a symbol of infinity, which follows each of the characters like a shadow, embracing them with its seemingly omnipresent singing – a twist of fate which always accompanies us on the road and shows us which way to go further.