Nous n'irons plus au bois

Yan,a victim of fate, found his native village a markedly less sympathetic place ;his father ,not inspired by the prodigal son parable ,only allows his only son to sleep in his barn for one night. Yan,a victim of fate, found his native village a markedly less sympathetic place ;his father ,not inspired by the prodigal son parable ,only allows his only son to sleep in his barn for one night;even the nature seems hostile in a God -forsaken world -;in a house near decay ,he can still hear his stepmother yell at him. Hoping against hope ,Yan tries to pick up the pieces .But the providential word (his good friend Gus) is pure illusion;whereas he thought he could count on a friend ,he finds a jealous guy who leads the man hunt;whereas he was dreaming of love with a pure girl in a white dress -who fleetingly appears in the wood-,he's left with a sensual crude girl who sleeps with the first to come. —dbdumonteil