A person who is deprived of a home, memories and, above all, himself, is like a naive child. The only thing he has left is a passion beating hotly in his heart and ready to burn with even greater force. But what if this passion turns out to be at the mercy of a mind crippled by the cruelty of others. Will passion, in spite of everything, ignite with a bright fire or burn everything to the ground? Is this feeling similar to that experienced by a hunter who once upon a time lost his prey and suddenly saw it right in front of him? Or maybe this passion is like a fanatical pursuit of some higher goal, before which any obstacles are only a temporary hindrance? One way or another, all these feelings, as well as their owners, who gave their entire essence to passion, are destined to intersect...