Wasser

Once people lived in synchronicity with nature in a small village Groznatovci under the mountain Vrtop on Serbo-Bulgarian border.
Remains of trees that they had worship are still visible, but hardly anybody remembered what they meant. Where once were pastures and grain fields, pine trees and thorny grass is forming impenetrable jungle. Nature is taking back what people took from it.
One thing still remains for time being: Water. Maybe even that will be soon gone. This would be just a final-mortal blow for the village.
This remote village, without telephone, without asphalt roads in midst of untouched nature can not resist greed of new born capitalists: a man from the neighboring village who got rich in suspicious businesses, want to exploit the source of water on the Mountain Vrtop. He wants to bottle it for his own profits.
Villagers can only pray to their holly water. They still believe that it can make miracles.