In a small province in the north of Argentina, in a time not too far from ours, some horsemen, guided by the voice of a peasant, arrive at the same time at his house and to the narration of one of the events that shaped his life: the solo death of one of his closest friends. Together, they have the possibility of restoring that man’s nearly dissolved memory and embodying it as their own. By sharing the story, the individual experience moves towards a collective memory. The old age of the peasant installs in him some urgency of durability. Friends assume the role of witnesses to an experience signed by loneliness but also by the strength of resignifying human’s close connections.