“Is everyone sleeping here?” asks a little boy as his boots sink gently into the frozen moss. A poetic dialogue unfolds between a child’s curiosity and the ancient voice of the landscape. Through the child’s eyes, we discover an ecosystem that breathes, stores, and heals. As the boy wanders along old paths, the bog tells him of its role as the region’s memory, of its importance as a silent guardian of the climate, and of the scars inflicted upon it by human hands. An urgent call to restore this habitat: for the water, the animals, and future generations.