A one-of-a-kind experience, only in autumn. Here’s the story. A mountain hut, a dinner scented with polenta and strudel, softening the crisp sting of autumn nights.
Stars piercing the sky, fir trees whispering with the wind. And suddenly, in the stillness of the night, a sound. Deep, powerful, unstoppable. It’s the deer’s call. Out of the silent chaos of nature, a figure emerges: the stag, massive, with sharp antlers lifted towards the moon. In the darkness we watch him through the thermal camera, the warmth of his body glowing in the night. We remain hidden, listening to this fierce, fleeting passion.
