A woman's entire life is shamanism. Her son comes home Christian. That collision, that single irreversible moment, shatters everything she built and everything she is. The painting left behind is the only evidence that her world mattered at all. This is a story about belief systems that cannot coexist, about a mother watching her child become a stranger in her own home, about what gets lost when a family chooses different gods. It hits because it never looks away from the cost.
A single painting becomes the bridge between two worlds when a mute girl and her father leave it behind at someone's home. The artwork holds a story of fracture and faith that unfolds through the life of Mohwa, a shaman devoted entirely to her spiritual practice and her voiceless daughter Nang-Yi. Everything shifts when Wook-Yi returns after years away, carrying something his mother never expected: a new religion that directly opposes everything she has built. What begins as ideological tension between parent and child deepens into something far more devastating, pulling the entire household toward an irreversible breaking point. The film moves quietly through domestic spaces, letting spiritual conviction and familial love collide without easy answers. It's a character study about belief systems that cannot coexist under one roof, about the cost of choosing faith over family bonds, and about what remains when communication itself becomes impossible. The painting stands as silent witness to a tragedy rooted not in malice but in the unbridgeable distance between two people who love each other.