This woman lying next to him, she was his wife, but she had the eyes of a stranger.
Their flesh and blood — their son — was gone. She grieved deeply, and their home and their hearts were as cold as a tomb.
In the death and rebirth restored through a river in their village, the once-happy couple tried to find a reason not to tear each other apart.
The waters revived life; it returned them peace. But they couldn’t step in the same rivers twice.
Flesh and blood would never be the same again.
Viewer discretion: Mature audiences only, contains depictions of violence. And heartbreak.