In the forest where Alfred spends his holidays, there’s something special in the air – the whispering of the wind and the mysterious rustling of the leaves. And then she’s suddenly crouching in his closet: Sihja – with dishevelled hair, wings on her back, and manners that really take some getting used to. The little fairy finds the things that people own, and how they act, strange and comical. In turn, her rambunctious energy quickly arouses distrust in people. What’s happening to the starlings is also quite strange. Alfred keeps finding more and more of them dead along the lanes of the small town. Does it have something to do with the new miracle fertilizer that promises a world without weeds, and is produced in the factory where his parents work? And what good are magical abilities if all they do is evoke hostility, which then leads to a dwindling confidence in your own powers? Among other things, Marja Pyykkö’s imaginative and shrewd film asks the question: How much space is there in the world for disorder?