Pájaros negros

The water in the creekbed getting lower. The wind blows. Those men who emigrated are having difficulties coming back and those who dreamed of leaving no longer dare. Ezequiel, elder of the village, is worried. His grandchild starting to be independent and he's seeing the deserted streets and dry fields. Farm animals are on the brink of starvation and cactus is the only source of nourishment left.