Rippi

A nameless child is left on the doorstep of a modest chapel, curled up in a blanket and discovered by a kindly gardener named Danila. The boy, who calls himself Rippi, spends his early years wandering the fields and searching for scraps, learning the harsh rhythm of survival in a world that offers him no rights.

When he is four, a solitary, eccentric old man named Larion takes him in. Larion lives on the edge of the village, a heavy drinker with a soft spot for birds that perch on his head and sing in his presence. Their days are marked by cold winters, scarce food, and the old man’s haunting songs that blend melancholy with a strange, comforting philosophy about life, death, and self‑reliance.

Through Rippi’s eyes we glimpse a fragile bond forming between a lost child and a strange guardian, set against a backdrop of poverty, nature’s tiny chorus, and quiet reflections on what it means to survive when the world seems indifferent.