What drove Boudewijn Büch to invent not only his books but also his life? To imagine a world full of seductive but real boys. And a fictional son that he immortalizes in The Little Blonde Death, but who turns out to actually exist and is also called Boudewijn. The film searches for the real story of little Baudouin and how Büch puts him to death - not just in a literary sense. But what do you do when the people who love you, with whom you share your life and your grief over your lost child, get too close?