To be on the road. To receive a picture taken with a mobile phone, a bad quality picture, but in which you can glimpse an unbelievable, almost impossible giant. To change direction. To think you will never get to your destination. To find the giant and to spend five days with him, digging into his veins, spinning round with his curves, going all over him from top to bottom waiting for him to make up his mind and open up to you. And finally, in a moment which looks like the most common one but is actually the most magical of days, the giant reveals himself at the pace of the cold wind and the colours of silence.A landscape in which you can glimpse an unbelievable, almost impossible giant that reveals himself at the pace of the cold wind in the colours of silence.