Ninety-year-old architect Jonas Vilkas dies in his countryside home in Anykščiai. His grandchildren, Austėja and Matas, raised in Vilnius and Dublin respectively, return for the reading of the will. The family expects a division of old farmland and a modest bank account. Instead, the notary hands them a brass key and a single photograph: a group of five young partisans, smiling in the forest in 1944. Jonas is in the middle.
They walk toward the forest. The camera pulls back. Somewhere in the trees, a single white lily—Jonas's favorite—blooms on an unmarked grave. palikimas 1 sezonas
Austėja decodes the journal using Jonas's birth dates and partisan battle coordinates. The code reveals: "The windmill turns not grain, but memory." Austėja and Matas