Oberlén perhe

A solitary hunter wanders the moon‑lit forests of the Vosges, his steps echoing through a night alive with the scent of pine, moss and hidden wildberries. Ulrich Biehler, once a youthful rider and now a septuagenarian with a silver‑gray beard, moves with a reverence for the land that feels both ancient and intimate, his loyal dog trailing silently at his side. The opening paints a vivid tableau of winter’s hush, where the play of light on branches turns the woods into a fleeting, almost magical world.

Beyond the silence, the narrative hints at the complexities of life in Alsace: a man bound to a family estate inherited from his father, navigating loyalties under shifting French and German rule. As Ulrich prepares for a new chapter—whether it be an impending duty, a familial reunion, or the quiet persistence of daily toil—the story promises a thoughtful portrait of resilience, tradition, and the quiet heroism of ordinary people.