The land around Sołtmańskie Lake is divided, just as the settlers on its banks are divided. Wealth and prosperity on one side; on the other – poverty and hunger. The earth is black and fertile on the one bank, on the other it is dry and barren. The fisheries are divided – the lake is full of fish only for those who are already sated. The settlers at the barren bank complain about their fate. Yet they lack the courage to abandon the land on which they were raised. During the hunger gap, starvation becomes insufferable. The Father, the oldest and the wisest of the community, orders them all to march out. In spite of many protests, the settlers pack their belongings. On a cold, dark morning, they embark into the unknown. They choose the children as their guides, as they are unaware of the responsibility they bear. The silent, long march is interrupted by the cries of the children. The travellers follow them, arriving in a place that takes their breath away. The land is flooded with green interwoven with yellow flowers. In the valley the floe on the lake glimmers with shades of pink and blue. There the travelers decide to build a new settlement.