Can every aspect of life be governed? And what kind of life can we aspire to where even birth is looked upon with disdain? In a village where even the slightest noise can bring death, surrounded by snowy mountains, living under the constant threat of avalanche and death, people are forced to take measures and live by rules which, long-term, make life unbearable. Nine month of silence, three months of feasting, noise and life. In a world marked by the threat of danger, in a world coordinated by irrational fear, does a new life have the right to a personal truth?