Missing her, will take him to a journey. He will cross by foot the place they met and lived, so that in a way he can see her again.

In a country shaken by major political events, three generations of a Greek family clash over an inside-the-family adoption.

A post-modern theater adaptation of a classic Greek tragedy takes place in a central theater of Athens. Like every night, the audience take their seats and the play begins. Suddenly, the lights on stage go out. A group of young people, dressed in black and carrying guns, come up on stage. They apologize for the interruption and invite people from the audience to participate on stage. The play resumes with a main difference; life imitates art and not the opposite.

A woman, her doctor, a piano student, a man, his wife and a cat. What connects these people? What separates them? Who is Helga? Where is Lund?

An old groom walks in the open horizon towards a bride waiting for him. They meet but the distance between them starts to grow once again.

Zohair, a 14 year old refugee from Afghanistan, finds himself trapped in legal limbo in Greece. While wandering around Athens, he recollects his hometown. His life gradually brightens through the work in an old sawmill and his relationship with an old carpenter and his son.

Hara leaves the maternity hospital with a baby in her arms. She spends her days caring for her newborn baby. Daily images of affection, familiarity, devotion and acquaintance with the baby in the rhythm of a lullaby. However, the repeated emergency news about the abduction of a baby from the maternity hospital comes to violently bring us back to reality.

In an isolated island, a young woman receives letters form someone far away. she lives under the same roof with an older woman. a young postman arrives. a stray dog follows him from the very start. the three characters seem to lead separate lives, with no obvious bond between them. Still, as the story unfolds, the sender's letters seem to interweave the three characters. is it the sender's voice or their own voices they never listened to?