A man lives isolated in his grandmother's country-house in an attempt to recover from a tragic event involving his family. His lonely and silent days are spent with an unnameable hope.

The story of my grandmother's first encounter with a *caboclo*, a spirit rooted in Afro-Brazilian traditions, is passed down from generation to generation. Like an invocation, it becomes the narrative matrix for other visions and accounts, especially among the women in the family. Beyond the visible spectrum, *Aparição* reflects on vision as a collective sense.