An old shaman asks the spirits to let him go. He had spent his life serving people who demanded their wishes - sometimes foolish, petty, and hurtful to others. No one has ever once asked him about the gods, about the meaning of life, about why people suffer. The shaman is disappointed in people - in their greed, their malice, their bourgeoisie and their lowliness. He is tired. But there is a price to pay for everything - both for those who crave fame, money, power and other people's husbands, and for the shaman who is forced to be a conduit between people and spirits. And the price for walking away from service is death.