Nicolas (Max Brebant) lives with his mother in a remote spot. It’s an island where only mothers live with their little sons. White houses have been built on a volcanic landscape surrounded by the mysterious ocean. This sea is portrayed in a poetic way. Surging seaweed, sunlight on the water, unruly waves. The fluorescent red tints of the starfish on the bottom look like a warning; within this narrative world, nothing is what it seems. For instance, the little boys have strange operations in the hospital, a central part of the small community. At the same time, their mothers, with their dark hair and bleached eyebrows, become part of a shadowy spectacle. This evokes a contrast between the all-consuming ocean and the aloofness in the clinic. A timeless, esoteric fairytale about growth. With the sea beating on the rocks as metaphor for the irreversibility of growth and saying farewell to childhood.