Amid the foliage of the Coimbra Botanical Garden and Nietzsche’s words, Clara seeks silence—but instead encounters presences that resist interpretation. Torn between the sensuality of "Botany" and the severity of the saint whose name she bears, she becomes entangled in a symbolic labyrinth where faith, reason, and identity collide. In a final, ambiguous gesture—hovering between surrender and revelation—Clara unveils a deeper clarity: the truth of herself.
