In a small village of the Manaslu region, in northern Nepal, a small girl carries around her first doko. One day, she will have a big one like the grownups do. Like her fellow cast members, she will live at the rhythm of the seasons in this mysterious land, walking in the footsteps of yak herds in narrow lanes, those single paths, beaten to connect the mountain people for centuries. She will go left around the stupas on the way, spinning the prayer wheels and whisper "Om mani padne hum".